this is me.
please ignore the fat hanging out and those horrid pj's... ok so i did just bring them to your attention. ignore them now that you have seen them. don't you love the turquoise blue? its warm and has a nice depth when we covered all the icky orange.
wait. stop. focus. (just typing to myself.)
focus on my hair... do you see how long it is in this picture?
very long is the correct answer.
this is exhibit b. in this picture (that i can't get vertical in typepad)... you will see my long blond once again. i have always had long hair. sometimes dark, mostly blond. long blond hair.
well... once i cut my hair 'short'. just a couple inches above my shoulders. it didn't go well. lets' just say it help round out my already round and ruddy cheeks. so
then i saw picture of mandy moore. mandy is my husbands star crush (or was... cute boy told me he doesn't need a star crush anymore. let us all say it together... ahhhhh.)
side-note: jason statham is my star crush... and if you will note the short cropped hair and constant short beard on Justin you know my hubby is a look-a-like. you don't see it? I do. i am known for being creative...
anywho, i saw this...
and i thought, "i could do that," as i pursed my lips a little harder to give the illusion of cheek bones.
i could look like mandy moore. (i would like it noted that i will never being wearing a little black dress that is quite so... little. at least in public.)
so after five hours at the salon... (apparently it take a lot of time to look like mandy moore) i left in tears. i didn't want to go home. i didn't my husband to see me looking like a boy. so i meet him at Chili's... food will cure all ills.
he said, "well, it isn't as bad as i thought it would be." (he is still in the training stage of marriage. please forgive him.) then i cried more.
i went home and pulled out my dull scissors and took off even more. at this point i was just crazy... i don't really know what happened. it is a haze that ended with even more of my hair on the ground and in the sink.
then i remembered family pictures.
crap!
i thought about canceling. but i made all the arrangements for my mom's birthday present... (i can't tell you how old she will be, but it is a very important birthday... hills are involved and such.)
it was at this point i made the best decision of my life...i decided it would be ok. it was hair. not my total identity... (just a major part.) and it would be ok. hair grows. right?
and... i think family pictures turned out alright...
not mandy moore, but maybe the new nichole huntington...
sharon did an amazing job! we went to the same industrial area for our engagement photos.
anyone recognize that wall?
we even brought grant's bike. my favorite shots were around the motorcycle...
dang! my parent have cute kids... and justin. he's cute too! i really love how although we all wore black and white you can really see our personality in our clothes and some of the photos... danielle (on the far left) is 14 years old as is casual and fun loving. she has an easy inner beauty along with a work ethic that rocks. Daner Bell just made the soccer team for the high school and is taking her first AP class in 9th grade. And as the youngest of our group, is surprisingly sane and normal. (normal for our family... which is a whole other topic.)
Ashley on the other hand (literally and figuratively- far right) has got it going on! She just started college at BYU yesterday. Moved out and all that... She is on one of the ballrooms teams there and as you can see Ashley knows how to 'strike a pose'! She is the smart child of the family- graduating from Pleasant Grove High School and Utah Valley University at the same time. Associates degree at 17. She is still to young for you Scott.
oh and the boy of the clan... (not alone now that we have my cute husband... isn't justin looking very jason statham in that zip-up?) Grant (middle) is a snappy dresser... (he does have three sisters and a mom who love fashion) hard worker and a huge joker. And yes girls that is his Honda Shadow and he is single... the catch? you have to put up with the rest of my family...
