Hair-oine
The young Priscilla Presley is my new hairspiration. If I could coax my hair into any form, colour or texture resembling hers circa her marriage to Elvis I'd be a happy woman. Sadly, as anyone who knows me can testify, my hair is fucked. BEYOND. Too many ill-advised home bleach jobs have left the entire top layer fried and no matter how many times I try to dye over it, it seems to remain a weird pale brown colour. Now with a flattering 3 inches of dark roots. The way I style it, it isn't too noticable and can almost pass for decent, but I know the hideous truth. I've been avoiding salon trips as I just KNOW the stylist will propose a Faustian pact of cutting it all off for the sake of a fresh start. Take my hair, take my soul. The sad fact of the matter is, I naturally have thick, glossy, dark brown hair, and if I had only left it alone I'd only be a bump-it away from Miss Beaulieu's do.
LIVE AND LEARN.
(On a serious note - has anyone tried these bump-it things? I need to know if they're worth investigating. I've read some pretty bad reviews and I don't fancy spending money on anything that's going to fuck with my follicles any more...)
We've discussed this before...
...But any guy having doubts over how he should present himself really need look no further.
Sunglasses After Dark
Amazing shoot from Harper's Bazaar Korea.
I love EVERYTHING about this - the hair, the sunglasses, the jacket, the jewels, the lips...
Perfect alternative to all of the shitty 'beach babe' editorials you see around this time of the year. Summer after Summer you get hideously bored of sunkissed bitches lying around pools or running in the sand wearing floaty dresses. If you live in the city, as I do, this kind of shoot is twenty times more relevant. Not to mention that I'd look like queen of the idiots bouncing around some sunny shore in sandals and a kaftan. More of this, less of that.
And thank you HB Korea xxx
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