Ahhh the power of extensions...

So,

Almost 2 months ago, I made a pretty life changing purchase...

I was down, depressed and in the dumps and I needed a change.

So what did I buy?

Long luxurious locks!

That's right, I finally broke down and bought some super long, super chic hair extensions. Check them out..



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Alright,

I'm fully aware that all of you saw this picture in my last post....but its super hot, so why not post it twice???!???

Here is the odd and sad thing about this purchase. These long luxurious locks of lusciousness (try saying that 5 times fast) are clip in extensions, which means every morning I have to wake up a tad earlier to clip them into my hair and style it... I've debated the idea of going to a salon, biting the bullet and having some sewn in (that's right, I'm thinking about getting a weave) However, I have enough friends who are stylists to know this about salon extensions - the weave that is sewn in ruins your hair and the glued in extensions ruin your hair as well...and they ruin it at the root instead of at the ends....so in the interest of saving what hair I actually do have, I have decided to deal with the clips....

The other sad part of this arrangement....

I tried to go without them the other day...

I really did!

I curled my hair and tried to make it all wavy and fantastical, and alas....it just wasn't the same!
I gave up!
I gave in!
I put in the clips and refused to leave the house until I was done...I was almost late getting to Pocatello and a test in my percussion methods class because of the last minute change of heart.

Alas, they are a part of me now. I have decided I can't live without them....I need long luxurious luscious locks of hair or I don't feel complete.

My confidence has gone through the roof...I have wannabe Abercrombie and Fitch models making cat calls as I walk down the street! I had actually had a boy who was walking down the street stop, walk to the building I was walking into and hold the door open....

This is a strange, new, and I must admit exciting development.

I've never considered myself one of the pretty girls. I've always been overshadowed by the modelesque figures I tend to ally myself with, but for the first time in my life I'm one of the pretty girls, and I have to and hate to admit I like it...

I am also fully convinced that they have helped me to lose weight! I kid you not....when you feel like one of the pretty girls I swear you eat less and you don't feel like you need to eat as much....admiration is more filling than chocolate....now that is saying something! I've actually had a conversation with my voice teacher Ms. Lane that I thought I would never have with anyone...she looked me dead in the eyes and said:

"You are not allowed to lose any more weight! I mean it!"

The sad thing is the only explanation I have for my newfound smokin' hot bod and subsequent diet is attached to my head via metal clips....

Ahhh the power of hair extensions...

Much love until next time kiddies!
Britt