And it starts...

I have to admit that I’m getting a little dramatic about my hair.   I caught myself combing my hair from underneath with my fingers, fluffing out my hair for a couple of minutes after getting out of the passenger seat of my car.

Channeling Tia Carrere in True Lies

Yes, my hair is getting long.  I have not hit my goal (like Tia’s length above), but it’s crossed the line from meh to long in the last few months. 

How do I know?  Mainly from family and friends’ reactions.  My daughter just came back from her semester of European college studies and kept playing with my hair, saying that my hair grew long while she was away.  Then there’s my hubby.  And there have been various other people who I have run into that have told me that my hair has gotten longer.  And without me asking either!  Bless you all, my people!!!

So, it looks like I am finally on the fast track with The Long Hair Quest!  It is ON!   

Where my long hair blonde sisters at?

Have you noticed that famous blonde ladies are chopping off their hair?

Jennifer Lawrence....

Kaley Cuoco...

Scarlett Johansson...

I am not saying they don't look cute anymore but....I....uh....well....uh....okay!!!  I confess....I can't take it anymore.  I can't stand it.  WHYYYYY???  Yeah yeah yeah, they have pretty faces and all that....but WHYYYYY????  If I was a blonde, I would absolutely love myself and my long blonde hair.  People would hate me because I would walk around IN LOVE with myself and my hair all day, every day.  I would be all "What?  Flowers again from a stranger?  What?  Oh, you want me to be in your movie?  What?  Where did all these paychecks come from?"  Okay, so maybe that doesn't happen to every beautiful blonde lady.  But I can't deny that golden hair is so lovely with it's multi-faceted color and natural thickness and waves...it hypnotizes people to do things they never thought possible.  There's a reason they came up with the term "blondes have more fun" and the movie Gentlemen Prefer Blondes.  So, what's up with all the chopping?    

Long hair story #2 - How To Be A Rockstar

Me and my rockstar purse at the Ghostbar in Vegas...not related to this story at all

I’ve been told that being a rockstar is 50% talent and 50% hair.  So, I would say there were times I was 75% there...I had the hair, and I have been known to do a mean karaoke (typical Filipino skill).  But one of the times I really felt like a total rockstar was in Beverly Hills, and it had nothing to do with talent, and everything to do with my hair.

About 18 years ago, I was in Beverly Hills because I had bought a $20 coupon for an up-and-coming spa that just opened.  For my appointment, I was feeling a bit hippy-ish and decided to wear my tie-dye top, bell-bottomed jeans, platform shoes, and John Lennon blue-round-lens sunglasses.  As I stood on the corner near Rodeo and Wilshire, I noticed expensive cars slowing down to look at me.  They were looking at me as if they were trying to recognize me.  The platform shoes must have made me look super tall.  And I was in jeans in a place where women normally were in top name brands, make-up, hair-did, jewelry, etc.  And there I was, walking around as if Saks Fifth Avenue prices didn’t make me laugh.  In the middle of a weekday morning, I was just like the people who lived, worked, or shopped there.  I didn’t pull down my sunglasses for a second.  I held my head up, swung my long hair as I sauntered quite effortlessly in my platform stilts until I decided to walk to my little, tinted Mercury Tracer hatchback for my secret getaway.

So, what's your rockstar story?  I wanna know!

Long Hair Throwback Thursday!

What a difference two years makes

As we approach Lent this year, I am reminded that it was two Lents ago that I donated my hair to Locks of Love (that story here).  And I have had a lot of fun with shorter hair.

Aw, I miss that college-aged daughter of mine

In fact, many people have told me that I look better with short hair.  However, if you are one of those people, I have to apologize to you now, because my hair is finally getting LONG and that's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it, uh-huh, uh-huh :-)

That's me collecting MyVegas coins from my casinos

From the top of my head to the bottom of the longest bit of hair down the middle of my back, I am measuring 19 1/2 inches.  People who know of my blogging have remarked that my hair is getting long.  Yes!!!  The Long Hair Quest is paying off!  Perhaps next year, I will really be in ideal bellydancer/mermaid/islander girl territory.  It's important to set goals :-)


          

Enough about me, check out one of my long hair sistahs!

Channel Islands High School Class of '86, hollah!  That's right, we graduated right in the middle of that colorful, tacky, totally awesome decade!  Everyone had a can of Aqua Net.  And everyone cut and colored their hair to try to be like the following:

Oooohhhmmaaaagaaaaaaahd!!!!

So for us long hair types, it was a challenge to be counter culture.  But we were there, and are still here...and one in particular embodies the beauty of islander long hair to this day!  Meet my fellow high school sister, Eden!

Now, I could have posted some high school picture of her, but why...look at her NOW (okay, this was a couple of months ago).  I mean, wow!  She looks fantastic!  And she's living the long hair dream....she lives in Hawaii and does all things Hawaiian, like hula dancing and making lilikoi butter and ti leaf necklaces like the one she gave me.  Not only that, she's a wonderful wife and mama of two awesome boys.  

But what prompted me to write this blog was this picture of her.  

The beauty, the drama, the long hair!!!  I love this picture!!!  And everyone loves Eden.  She has always been one of those girls that was genuinely kind.  She couldn't be pinned down to a clique because she was just totally cool with everyone.  Like totally rad.  Like totally choice.  To the max.  Later, dude!    

Beauty and the....

I used to have this co-worker...let’s call him Dave….because that was his name.  And he had gorgeous, naturally blond and wavy long hair.  When he took it out of his ponytail, he was the envy of all the ladies (and maybe some dudes).  I don’t have any pictures of him because we worked together during a time when people didn’t take pictures of themselves with their coworkers regularly.  But if you have ever watched Disney’s Beauty and the Beast, Dave pretty much looked like the Beast after he turns back into a human.

DAVE!

He actually might have been the model for Beast according to rumors at his school, Cal Arts, a Disney school located in Valencia where most Disney animators were trained.  Read the story here, about another student who claimed her face was stolen for Disney's Pocahontas.

But, I digress. 

Dave told me how guys in neighboring cars would sidle up to his truck in L.A. traffic thinking he was a beautiful blond lady, but instead, would find the face of the Beast.  Haha!  Dude, that’s a dude, dude!  The power of that beautiful blond hair!  I have also had this experience when my hair was long; I am walking along, and some guy will be passing, having seen the length of my hair, and then turn to see my face as he is passing me.  I could sense that they need to see if the face lives up to the hair.  Well, perhaps some days I coulda been all

But probably most of the time, I was just