Anna and Dylan Chandler (Bride & Groom) from their castle
When sweaty, happy dancing bounced my curls back into place well after dinner, I saw confidence restored to the faces of those I loved.
“There she is!”
Half of my friends hadn’t recognized me in the church at all. And the ones that did, regarded me suspiciously, like laughter wasn’t allowed with this hairdo.
“This is horrible hair.” I thought. “Never again.”
I told my hairdresser about my horrid week, and we decided I needed to be someone else for the day. She gooped product in after the cut and straightened my hair so radically, I became unrecognizable.