Getting My Hair Done

Wedding thankfulness day 3: Getting my hair done

I'm not going to lie, I have issues with letting other people do my hair. Even as a child, I didn't trust my mom to do my hair and would just do it myself. I can braid, curl and straighten my own hair which is nice, but I also have some control issues when it comes to my hair.

Choosing a hairstyle for the wedding was quite a task, and I would make my roommate look at different images I pinned on Pinterest almost every night for 2 weeks. I'm sure she got annoyed with me, but in the end, I did find my ideal style.

My final selection for the front

And for the back

I printed my pictures at work the week before and obsessively kept checking to make sure I had thrown them in my bag for the weekend. Even with all of my freaking out and preparing though, I was strangely calm when actually getting my hair done.

The brooch for my hair

I went to the same woman who did Sara's hair and after seeing how great of a job she did with Sara's, I knew she would do a fabulous job. I took out my photos, got the brooch I was supposed to wear, took a deep breath, and let the stylist work her magic.

It ended up looking exactly how I hoped it would, and I'm so thankful I was able to relax and let her take control. It may sound silly, but it was a really great lesson in learning to let go.