You were thinking something completely different weren't you? You were thinking I was going to talk about how firm and toned my backside is, right? Well, I'll have you know my backside is a work in progress and we're not quite to steel....slightly cooled aspic is more like it.
No, today's post has to do with dance competitions and the things I do for them. Oh let's be clear, I am not NEARLY as involved as most parents, mostly because I have 4 kids going in 4 different directions at any given time. So, I do what I can.
Today's "do" was what you see. My oldest daughter has her conference championships in jazz and kick line today and, for the first time, she asked me to help her with her bun. Now in case you haven't been able to tell from previous pictures of her, she has thick, thick, thick, dense hair. Did I mention that it was thick? No? Well, it's THICK. It is also down to the middle of her back, so it surprised me to find that she is REQUIRED to wear a bun form in her hair. Seriously. So not only was I asked to "do" her hair today, I was also to use a form that I thought, in my OH SO HUMBLE way of thinking, was completely unnecessary for her. FOR HER. Yes, I get that there were probably lots of girls who DO need it, but from my, while not really professional, surely experienced eye, SHE did not need. BUT, who am I to buck authority (who indeed?), so away I went. She gave me some basic instructions about how you fan the hair out over the bun form, put another pony around the bun, wrapped twice then attempt to wrap the fanned out hair beneath the bun form. It was the second part where I had "issues". Once I figured out what I was doing, and doing wrong, we took it out and I started over. We were running short of time, so I grabbed the gel and gelled and sprayed each piece that decided not to behave. It looked OK, but not nearly as good as I'm sure I could have made it look had she NOT been required to wear the bun form. She said it felt good and secure and I took her to school to drop her off.
She texted me a little while ago..."Coach said my bun looks AMAZINGG".
Buns of steel indeed.
Today's "do" was what you see. My oldest daughter has her conference championships in jazz and kick line today and, for the first time, she asked me to help her with her bun. Now in case you haven't been able to tell from previous pictures of her, she has thick, thick, thick, dense hair. Did I mention that it was thick? No? Well, it's THICK. It is also down to the middle of her back, so it surprised me to find that she is REQUIRED to wear a bun form in her hair. Seriously. So not only was I asked to "do" her hair today, I was also to use a form that I thought, in my OH SO HUMBLE way of thinking, was completely unnecessary for her. FOR HER. Yes, I get that there were probably lots of girls who DO need it, but from my, while not really professional, surely experienced eye, SHE did not need. BUT, who am I to buck authority (who indeed?), so away I went. She gave me some basic instructions about how you fan the hair out over the bun form, put another pony around the bun, wrapped twice then attempt to wrap the fanned out hair beneath the bun form. It was the second part where I had "issues". Once I figured out what I was doing, and doing wrong, we took it out and I started over. We were running short of time, so I grabbed the gel and gelled and sprayed each piece that decided not to behave. It looked OK, but not nearly as good as I'm sure I could have made it look had she NOT been required to wear the bun form. She said it felt good and secure and I took her to school to drop her off.
She texted me a little while ago..."Coach said my bun looks AMAZINGG".
Buns of steel indeed.
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