Color me red

Where do I begin? I love to get my hair cut and colored. Since I can remember I've been obsessed with hair color and styles. When my kids were young ( 80's) me and the neighbor moms used to perm each others hair and then pull strands through the plastic cap and frost it.The word "frost" has now been re-named "highlight". Our hair ended up yellow and frizzy but we all looked the same so it didn't matter. My neighbor moved and I never got another perm again.

During that time the only magazine choices we had to choose a haircut from were the ones the salons offered. I would pick a haircut and end up being disappointed. I would grow it out and try again and again and again. I never felt pleased with my haircuts. I was always looking for that "something different" look but it didn't exist. 

I've always been a risk taker when it comes to my hair. I'm always trying to be different and always looking to change my appearance. This has been ongoing for 30 years. My hair is fine and straight with no body to it. I've tried years of haircuts and finally found what I like....a pixie. Thank goodness for the internet and pinterest.

I started going grey at 30 so hair color has been a priority. Being the risk taker that I am I've had deep purple, blonde, brown, red,  highlights and lowlights. As of this week I am now sporting a cute pixie with a deep rich dark red color and I'm loving it.

I'm passionate about hair and will continue to experiment...check

changing my hair makes me happy...check

Not everyone will love my hair and I'm okay with that...check

My 80's hair pictures are tucked away...check

Love, CiCi

Do you see beauty?

It was suggested to me that I challenge myself to see beauty in any form today.  I woke up sick this morning and didn't see beauty in that. I've been laying on the couch and have been looking at the same four walls...I still don't see beauty. It's officially spring and it snowed today...no beauty in that either.

I received a picture of the ocean today from my daughter. She took it as she was walking the beach. How sweet to share  with me and to let me know she's happy today. My friend stopped by earlier and handed me lunch. She knows I'm sick and wanted to do something special for me. How thoughtful and kind.

There's beauty all around us, we just have to look for it...check
I see beauty in the heart and spirit...check
I will make an effort to find beauty no matter what the circumstances are...check
I'm sick and in my pajamas but I FEEL beautiful...check

Love, CiCi

If the shoe fits

Sarah Jessica Parker created her beautiful new shoe line.  They're fun,colorful and strappy with a pointed toe and  a very skinny high heal.For someone like myself I find them impossible to wear. Unfortunately I have wide feet. 6 1/2 W to be exact.I've tried similar shoes on and my baby toe sticks out of the straps and my foot hangs over the sides.I'm yet to master the art of walking graceful let alone walking graceful on a high heal.

There aren't many shoes to choose from in the wide section.They usually have rubber soles and aren't very attractive.This is the reason I'm not a "shoe"girl.I have my basics and I buy my clothes according to the few pairs of shoes I own.When my friends want to go shoe shopping I usually decline.I'd rather wash walls then put myself through the agony of not being able to buy a cute pair.

I have my " imaginary" pretty blue box sitting on the shelf.They're dainty and strappy with a 6 inch heal in a midnight blue color.They're covered with crystals and individually wrapped in satin bags.

If the shoe fits wear it...check

I can't change my shoe size...check

I'm gonna try to walk more graceful...check

I don't mind washing walls...check

Love,CiCi

It's up and running.My blog was created March 8, 2014 thanks to my sister in law @bellabudblog. It took 6 hours of thinking, editing and more editing. Creating a clever name was a challenge not to mention my spelling and grammar.Having been an iphone user and the words spell themselves I never had to worry.I'm feeling the need to get my dictionary out but I don't know where it is.

I've pondered this blog for hours not sure of what to say.The funny thing is I have a lot to say. I've backspaced too many times and I am uneasy that I'm not using proper grammar.A half hour later I'm still backspacing.

don't worry about grammar right now...check
I was confident enough to create a blog...check
I wrote my first blog...check
I'm not perfect...check
I'm looking forward to being me...check
I'm hitting the "publish button now...check

Love, CiCi