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Caitlin + Lizzz I had an accident at the hairdressers the other day.
I can't tell if the problem started with the bald and bossy hairstylist or with the lack of communication. One thing is sure. I am 26 and I have an extreme mullet. I showed the man a picture of a girl with a lovely cute pixie mullet. Her hair was cut short on the top and sides in a pixie fashion....the back was long and wavy. I liked her bangs. They were piecey. I covered up the whole photo leaving only the bangs. I tried to explain that I wanted bangs like hers but only longer because of my calick. He asked me what I wanted to do with the rest of my hair. I was honest....I didn't know. He gave me a suggestion first "why dont we cut it like in the photo" I violently shook my head no. I thought it would be a disaster with my unrulely swirls that argue ontop of my head. He looked at me and demanded "yes". He started in the front chopping off large portions of my hair....there was no turning back....but I thought maybe I was mistaken...I had hope that I
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Caitlin, Edd, Julian, Lizzz would be keeping my lovely long hair until he went and got four different types of scissors. It was all over. I was sitting in a chair fighting back tears with inches and inches of my hair sitting in my lap....sliding off my knees.
What I walked away with was a pixie cut on most of my head.....in the back on one side it slowly progresses into a swooping tail that curls around my neck. I kept fighting back tears....this is not what I wanted. This has not been what I wanted for 7 years.....
I JUST BOUGHT A HAIR DRYER AND ROUND BRUSH GOD DAMNIT!!!!!!!!!! As time is passing I am liking it more and more...but the fact still remains. I can not put my hair in a bun....I can not give myself an "updo". Pigtails are out of the question. I am now a "punk".
The weekend has passed and so has my birthday. I am now 26.
My last entry was full of aches and pains. I didn't want to be around people I didn't know in a place where even the dust is unfamiliar. The 27th seemed like it was going to close with
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jennifer cherry + edd me crying big snotty sobs and listening to Mirah. I was dead set on being miserable.
Sometime around 10:30 Edd dragged me out of my room. At 11 I saw him looking at the clock on his cellphone...are you waiting to call someone I asked? "No, Im waiting for your birthday he said cheerfuly." At 11:45 Amie, Edd and I went to get beer (apparently you cant buy alcohol in stores after 11, unless you bring a backpack to carry it out of the store with so the police dont see it) At 11:59 I called Melanie to hear about her new man. At 12:00 am Edd and Amie burst into the room singing a riotous and sloppy version of "Happy Birthday". I stayed up with Amie drinking beers and sharing thoughts. When I crawled into bed at 3:30 I was blurry eyed from the need of sleep and happy. This is exactly what I wanted for my birthday.
Friday was another great day. I didn't have to go to my nightmare class at 8 am way out in Vincente Lopez (its the two hour class that I hated) I still had to go out to Vicente Lopez
caitlin + greg
greg is the mysterious photographer who is always messing up our lives but I had to leave at 10 instead of 6. I had never taken the bus from my house to the job...I was worried.....me taking new busses to places has only proven to be a horrible disaster. I end up lost...Sandy, my boss, has to drive to where I am because I am so lost that she can't get me unlost over the phone. With my nose glued to the Guia T that has Gran BsAs (the capital and all its suburbs) looking at streets as we passed them I was able to get there with no problems. I was even able to communicate with the lady I was sitting next to in Spanish. For a second I thought I was going in the wrong direction on the freeway....she assured me that I was not. Bonus points for Little Lizzzy!!
After a nap I woke up to a lot of commotion and was told several times to cover my eyes. Finally after pretending to "not excitedly notice that I was going to have birthday presents" I was told to come up onto the roof. The place was covered in candles and everyone was sitting on blankets which were covered
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me and luke celebrating our birthdays with glasses of gin and tonics, amazing cake and best of all.....LOTS OF BIRTHDAY PRESENTS!!!! I got a bottle of gin from the King of Nepal and a bottle of tonic from the Maoist rebels. From the carteneros (they are the people who every night dig through everyones garbage looking for recyclibles) I got a lemon. I also got a purse, underwear, and a wonderful lamp....all made by local artesans in San Telmo.
After everything was opened, the cake was finished, and the g & ts were polished we got into taxis. When we tumbled out we found ourselves in Palermo in front of a Spanish/Morrocan restaurant. The waiter was cute...I blushed red hot whenever I looked at him. We had sweetened iced mint tea that reminded me of long nights in tea houses and sleepy mornings at the cafe Aixa with Erica in Granada Spain. Perfect gazpacho for a starter, chicken with a great sauce and peach ice cream with cream and berry sauce. The subtle flavors and bold spices made my mouth melt and my head swoon in ways it hadn't in over two months. I realized how good it was to go "Mmmmmm-mmm-mm-m-mmmmmmmmmm"
Saturday
smiling photos
despite what it looks like, its hard to get edd to smile for photos was the birthday party "Luke, the apartment manager Andres and I had a joint party". When everyone left at 6:30 Edd's friend Julian and I went down to Bar Britanico (its a bar that is open 24 hours and across from my house) and talked politics until 8. It was good to tumble about with words and thoughts. Feeling safe to ask questions and get answers. Laugh over things that are only really funny as the sun creeps over the trees.
Tonight was May 1st....International May Day. Nothing was open. Jennifer Cherry and I had two missions....to get groceries and buy Luke birthday presents....we found one grocery store packed because it was the only one open....presents we could not get....EVERYTHING....EVEN THE MALLS WERE CLOSED. Tonight I made a wonderful potatoe leek soup and my belly is warm and pleased with its self.
Good night.
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I like it!
Keep the hair-I like it! ...just exactly what do you mean by a joint party? (assume you mean a party with multiple guests of honor)