This weekend was my last chance to attend a hair show for a while. My coworkers and I packed up after work yesterday and headed down to Richmond. It’s surprising that we’ve never attended this particular show being that it’s in our backyard.
Will it be big? Will it be small? How will the classes be?
I think it’s safe to say that we were all pleasantly surprised by the quality of the education. While the selling floor was small, I certainly wasn’t disappointed by that. The greater value is in the knowledge anyway.
Just in case you’re wondering, the hair trends are headed in this direction:
- More natural texture; more natural curl. Embrace the chaos.
- Colors are getting cooler (icy pastels and eggplant hues) and warmer (shiny golds and coppery reds).
- Braids, braids, braids. The more inventive, the better.
- Shaggy layers resulting in voluminous crowns (think 50’s, 60’s).
- Blurry, darker regrowth melting into brighter dimension towards the ends.
Hair aside, my personal highlight of the weekend was an awkward moment that should have been embarrassing, except I just don’t care anymore.
You see, it takes a little over two hours to get to Richmond from where I live. You’ll be hard-pressed to find any woman in her eight month of pregnancy keeping her jeans buttoned for that long on a road trip. Being in a car full of girls, naturally I unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and shimmied my support hose down below my big, baby belly.
But don’t forget that Pregnant Square Piece can’t remember anything. I mean A.N.Y.T.H.I.N.G.
So, yeah, when we arrived at our hotel, I hopped out of the car with my pants completely undone and both ends of my belt just dangling to the left and to the right as traffic continued to whiz by. Now, I couldn’t exactly remedy this oversight until I got the hose back up over my belly. Have you ever seen a pregnant women standing on a curb with her pants completely undone as she struggled to get her snug, nude support hose up past her bare naked, protruding belly?
No?
Well, I take it you weren’t in Richmond this weekend. So happy for you.
Bahahahahahaha!
🙂
i once walked down the hall with one side of my shirt above my 7-month pregnant belly. the hall of my house wouldn’t have been bad, the hall of where i worked at the time (a highschool) was mortifying! i feel your pain.
I have one for you… I went to a drs appointment for Aurora this past week and she was desperate to breast feed so I was attempting in the waiting room with a cover up (still not good at this) when they called me I quickly got up and didn’t realize that I hadn’t pulled my shirt back down 😛
My mom says your nuts to even try to be wearing jeans, but she’s a different generation :). Okay, I was informed today that I wouldn’t understand something by a 15 year old because I was from a different time period. Really? Am I looking that old?
Ha… “Time period.” No, you’re not quite from another “time period.” He he he…
Haha. Here is my epic fail. I was about 6 months pregnant coming back from NC with Justin. Had my pants unbuttoned. We decided to stop at one of those travel pit stops with the Starbucks, mcdonalds and cinna Bon place. So it was packed busy! Justin wanted to “drop me off and circle the parking lot till I came back out. Well in my rush to pee and get an icy beverage. I popped out of the car and as he was pulling away realized my pants and belt were undone. Pregnant pants falling down I proceeded to run after the car one hand tapping the car as it’s driving away and one hand holding my pants up. I made Justin drive around the block before attempting to try that again. Hoping that the 50 something of people that might have seen me had come and gone.
Lol. Just proves my point that pregnant women can’t road trip with buttoned pants!
All the stories tonight are hysterical!
Ha ha ha. Awwww Sue. Eh, no worries. Most people would put the 2 and 2 together.