A few weeks ago, I got a fantabulous haircut. However, this was not as enjoyable as haircuts go. Why? Let me back it up.
Two years ago, I moved away from home. Home- being the stylist I’d been going to since I was 14. Roughly 10 years of she and I going back and forth. Dying, blonde, brunette, highlights, low lights, quasi perms, updos, down dos, straightening, makeup application lessons. You name it, she and I have done it. But once I moved, our visits halted. Recently, I made the trip back home to see her (Mama UC was getting her hair did, and I tagged along). Then the inquisition began.
“Clare! What have you done to your hair? What happened to its luster, the shape, the tone, the texture?”
Simple response: “I hacked it off in September, and haven’t done anything to it since. And have been washing everyday, sometimes twice a day, itching my scalp til it bled, noticed significant thinning. I’ve been using a 2 in 1 “hydrating” thinking that my hair was dry. Then I switched to Moroccan Oil. And when that wasn’t working for shine, I went to Head and Shoulders to get rid of the flakes. Nothing is working. Help!”
She started to “assess the damage.” Dry, stringy, stick like twiggy hair which used to have bounce and color and shine. She inspected the damage. Made faces like this.
Dread, fear and overwhelming feelings. That’s what came over me when I crossed the stage and collected my degree at my undergrad graduation.
The real world is upon me!
Paying bills, decorating an apartment, cooking for yourself, exercising without college friends laughing at you, getting a real job, and the ultimate, looking good while doing it all. No one said it would be easy. And then there are others who make growing up look so fabulous, that you just get that twinge of “How is that possible?”
Sound familiar? Then you found the right place to help calm you down. Or, maybe just to calm me down- venting about growing up- a forum for those who are growing up, it’s all the same. A place for us to grow up together.
Welcome to Understated Classics!
The idea of Understated Classics was to really navigate how to manage life after college. Being 5 years removed, and working in a college environment, the blog has held true to its purpose. How else is a college student or “recent grad” going to learn about life?
Someone has to be real. Why not learn a lesson from someone who already learned the hard way?
I’m Clare, a 20-something with no idea what I am doing every day.
Mission: Navigate daily life in a grown up world and write about it.
This is Understated Classics.
I know. You read the title and thought “you have got to be kidding me.” And yes, I am actually kidding you. But seriously. I wore this to work. Granted, I threw on a navy cardigan, but it was a laid back “running around the office all day” kind of day. Students in and out of my office, crazy noises, loud music, the occasional dance party. I can’t keep up sometimes. And today, I’ve really listened to the words of Billy Joel’s Vienna a lot today. Why the heck haven’t I followed this song’s advice? A quiet, yet powerful ballad that just grounds someone. Also, makes me think of that scene from “13 Going On 30″ when Jennifer Garner’s character realizes just what the heck she got herself into.
Today was one of those days. My cell was buzzing from texts from students, students in my office, students coming in and out of my office, the phone ringing, no quiet. (I swear, at the end of the day, I absolutely love my job, and love being surrounded by the crazy, I thrive on it!) Yet, when the dust settled, Vienna came onto my Pandora, and well, for those 3 minutes, everything stopped. And let me tell you, sometimes all you need is a simple song to reground you. One of those “right place right time” situations. It’s funny how that happens, isn’t it? Just something to “speak” to you right when you need it. TELL ME I AM NOT CRAZY.
Totally a Marshalls #fabfound type steal. (Now I have to remember to link this up to Marshalls so they know NEVER EVER GO OUT OF STOCK OF AWESOME STRIPED 3/4 SLEEVE MAXI DRESSES). Oh yeah, the necklace, (which every single student that saw me today, commented on how awesome it is) I “borrowed indefinitely” from madre. Can you believe my mother has such great J.Crew taste? *I double checked since I didn’t believe the woman would even step into J.Crew. Sure enough, the little hang tag on the toggle clasp, is J.Crew. Ten points for mom!
It is Thursday. One more day closer to posting about my hair cut and the very SPECIFIC “DO IT OR I WILL NEVER CUT YOUR HAIR AGAIN” directions my stylist (10 years and counting) gave me. I think I’ll schedule it for Saturday…
Let us celebrate. That means one more day closer to the weekend. One more day of allergies. One more day of work. One more day of silly stories, and Spring fever! #thursday Don’t forget, this is what I wore to work, and I’ve linked up with Tara for her “Wear to Work” Thursdays!
I get it. The Spring weather does not want to be nice and come out and play. Or if it does, my allergies certainly do not get along with it. They hit me like a ton of bricks. I am suffering from the grossness that is post-nasal-drip. I’d rather that than sneezing, itchy watery eyes, and puffy face. (I felt like a puffer fish last year…) But in combat, I am getting smart. I learned my lesson from yesterday when I wore all gray and felt gray too. So I win at life today.
Simple enough. Thankfully, the pictures perfectly disguise the bruises I have. I was working on a quilt for a friend’s baby shower (post on “Figuring out a hobby that’s not college partying” coming soon!) and I either must have pinned my knee down hard enough that it bumped into a CLOSED safety pin, or I am just a klutz that stumbles into everything…but regardless- no awkward color bruises for me!
Shoes: flip flops from Old Navy
(casual “sit at your desk all day but the heels are nude pumps in case you have to leave your desk” day at work)
Happy Wednesday. Thank goodness. But not really, cause I’m running another 10 miler race on Sunday…I wish this week was longer…
April showers bring May flowers. Okay, I am totally fine with that. But I would really appreciate that it would only rain at night and not be 40 degrees throughout the day. That would be great. Especially so the Cherry Blossoms can bloom, I can run and play outside, softball fields will be bone dry so I won’t get muddy, and I can wear cute dresses again. Today’s “lunch club topic” was how dreary we all felt. After the hellish winter, we could only hope and pray that Spring would come faster. But alas, it has not. Watch. I am predicting it now…
The second DC gets dry (so Wednesday), Thursday/Friday- BAM! All the trees/blossoms will just pop up. You know what that means, folks? Itchy, watery eyes. Sneezing, congestion, and hatred of the outdoors. Too bad too, it’s supposed to be so warm and sunny… If only that day was today…
I’ve definitely worn this outfit before. Yet when I saw the forecast on the news, I decided to go for comfort and a mirror reflection of the weather. I used to be one of those girls who would wear bright colors on days like today. Is this my sign of getting older? I hope not.
Oh- BTW! Important sharing to share. I am working on a post about a life reflection about the importance of a haircut. (Hint: I got yelled at by my hairdresser of 10 years, cause she was disappointed in the way I had been getting my haircut and how I’d been taking SUCH GREAT SARCASTICALLY GREAT CARE of my locks) I figure as graduation season is coming, it’s important for college grads to understand the importance of taking care of something as simple as their hair.
Check it. My fave. So easy and so warm. But very reflective of my mood. Then again, I was tired this morning. I wanted nothing to do with work. I almost had hoped that work had been cancelled due to lack of interest.