Event #7-10
Spa theme:
To continue on with the spa theme this week, I got my hair dyed, got a proffesional make-up application, wore false eyelashes and got a photo shoot.

On Saturday morning I had my hair appointment with Rosie at Crescedo hair salon. I like Rosie. She has good energy and she knows her stuff. In a previous consult regarding the hair colour, she recommended I try a semi-permanent colour that would gradually wash out over the next few months. There was a general concensus that I should be conservative in my choice of colour with a bit of "punch". So we chose a dark brown colour with highlights of purple. Sounds outlandish, but it actually turned out perfect. If you saw me walking down the street, all you'd notice is a dark head of hair, but as I got closer, the light would catch the highlights and whamo! It's purple!

Next up, I had an appointment with Jordan at Echochic Salon for my make-up. Whew! Lots of foundation and four layers of lipstick. My eyes kept trearing up. They did not like the make-up brush, mascara, and all the fussing around. Jordan kept wipping the tears and re-applying more foundation and shmootz to my face. He applied my false eyelashes and voila! The make-up was well done, the eyes smokey, and the lip colour natural. I was ready for the shoot.

Tina G, a friend in photo journalism school, generously offered to do a photo shoot for me at her school's studio. She did an awesome job. At first I felt self-conscious, not knowing how to pose. But she encouraged me and slowly it felt more natural. We took shots in a few outfits, some boudoir shots-those are for private use only-sorry- and fancy dress shots. Simon came in at the end and we got a few with the two of us together. I realise how difficult it must be for models to change their expression and keep the poses fresh for each shoot. It is a lot harder than it looks.

All dressed up and some place to go! My sweet man got opera tickets for Saturday night. Why waste all that work! I felt very glamorous that evening. The opera, Carmen, was spectacular. It is one I know well and I restrained myself from singing along. I was bushed that night but mindful of my transformation. I didn't realise how much effort being girly took.