The Traditional Hair Cut after Army Training Things were very interesting as a drill sergeant, especially considering truthfully I don't look like one. But whatever the case, I came home to the same issue I generally come home to after spending a certain amount of time in uniform. I come home to my hair looking like crap. Keeping it up in a bun all of the time slicked back with ultra crisp hair goop so that it doesn't fall out with a little hair dingy that just pulls it out gives it that extra fried end look, and I have extremely thin hair to begin with so I knew that a hair cut was coming once I got back off the trail. First, let's start at the beginning. So I've got ultra thin hair and its been a good seven or so months since I did any coloring so I'm just due for a refresher. This is the longest my hair has been in a LONG time. But even with me loading it up with all sorts of hair products to see if I can resussitate some life into it, it's not happeneing. It looks limp and dead. Although I'm looking the best I've probably looked in years, I like that drill sergeant weight control program. The privates don't eat crap, so you better not eat crap. The privates have to work out, so you work out with them. They run, and you are yelling at them while you run. I like that part of being a drill sergeant. Though as soon as I got home I found a bunch of uneaten halloween candy greeting me. Curses. So back to the hair. I let my sister have at it, I was willing to let her chop it all off if she felt the need, but not the pre Kosovo length I had it when i mobilized back in 2005, but I needed it at a length where it was short enough to wear in uniform or long enough to pull back when I'm in uniform, because I still have that one weekend a month obligation. So after highlighting it (which really brightens it up and makes me look a million times better then my sorry drab dishwater blonde color) she gave me a long A line bob. I can still throw it back into a pony tail and with some goop I can probably get it to cooperate while I'm in uniform. I think it actually makes me look my age as well, instead of the 20 to 21 age range I was getting from freakin' privates. I should have told them I just graduated High School and see how they took it. That's probably what I will tell the privates next summer when they ask me how old I am. In the meantime, I'll enjoy the fact that I look young and hopefully I can show enough discipline to keep working out and stay in shape. It's hard to get into the habit of working out to get into shape, I just have to maintain it, that shouldn't be so hard, should it be? Profile View! Labels: Hair -Risawn: # 7:29 PM - |

4.09.2007

Hair Blogging - It's about that time again I've made up my mind that I need to do my hair every three to six months. Its been a year since I colored it and it was starting to show a need for a trim, and some color, or something. Ever since I've hacked my hair off at the beginning of 2005, I've decided I'll never wear it short again (mostly because though I like it short, I HATE that growing out phase, fortunately I did it through a deployment instead of in the real world where I actually give some care to how I look) but it was getting to a long and hacked up phase where it was stringy and it, well, DESPERATELy needed a trim. So I drove up to the sister's place and asked her if she would color my hair. She was gracious enough to help me and of course, I decided to post the before and after pics for you. Ignore the hideous cape thing I'm wearing, as this is just to protect my clothes. My hair hasn't been touched for about 13 months, and it was due for something. You can see my natural hair color and how much its grown since the last time I did anything with it. And to think, I actually TRIED to style it that day! It's just looking dead and needs to be freshened up, considerably. Coloring consists of mainly just doing highlights, which works well with me. Though I've posted pictures of me in tinfoil before, it never ceases to crack me up. The things a girl will go through to get beautiful! Hah! This could be the look of the future or something. Kind of have stringy hair just spilling out everywhere. This is time consuming, but the results always turn out well. Color and a trim. It does wonders to anybody. Of course, the only people who seem to notice are the ones who are related to me. But then, that's usually the ones who only notice when you do something like this anyway. Labels: Hair, Vanity -Risawn: # 5:41 PM - |

8.21.2005

Hair Blogging so, yeah, I cut my hair again. I was trying to grow it out, but I had it long in the back and short in the front, and I decided I would make it so it could all grow out in one length. Mostly because everytime I would pull it up, it wouldn't quite stick the way I wanted it too. Well, anyway, I drew a picture so the lady at the 'Beauty Shop' (which is what they call it) would know what I was talking about because the last time I went there she didn't speak an ounce of english. Well, this lady did speak some english, but I guess i drew my hair as being longer up front then it really was. I'm fairly happy with it, though the first sergeant got on my case for cutting my hair again. A lot of people got on my case when I first got back from christmas leave with no hair. I think they thought I was on something. Or something. I think I'm going to let it grow out from here. Of course, my sister might ask if she can do something to help me style it. Labels: Hair -Risawn: # 4:43 AM - |

7.28.2005

At Least the Boy Thought It was Cute. . . Something has made me very pleased. . . So pleased that I thought I would post about it on my blog. . . I pulled my hair back and wore it in a pony tail type thingee today. . . Yes, definitely blog worthy. Will share pictures of my makeshift pony tail in the near future. In other news, my wireless internet expired today *sob* and I don't feel like re-upping it only to leave in two days. I'll get it back on Wednesday. Labels: Hair -Risawn: # 9:21 AM - |

4.20.2005

Before and After I got a letter from a seventh grader and I finally got around to returning it. But in the meantime, I realized I should probably give her a picture of myself so she can put a face to my name and words. So I dug through my archives and took various pictures of myself to give her an idea of my surroundings. Then I realized how different I look now then I did when I first deployed. And how short my hair is. And how much wearing nothing but camouflage effects my appearance. Well, I found a few pictures, including my official military picture taken here at Bondsteel and sent those, and then realized, well, maybe I should send one of me before I got deployed as well as ones of me now. Well, this is one I particularly liked where I don't look like I'm out to kill somebody, because this is a seventh grade girl who describes herself as a shopaholic who's favorite color is pink. I wanted to find a picture to connect with her, and I didn't think Not Sorry was appropriate. And then, I had to offer proof that once upon a time I was in fact a bonafide woman. At one time at least. This picture was taken the week before I deployed. Back when I had long hair. Back when I was getting hit on like crazy, and yes, during the time when I was enduring swarms of emails. Actually, I'll take that back. I'm still getting hit on. The male female ratio is after all something like 10:1, or perhaps even greater considering the fact that some female soldiers don't swing that way, and the fact that I'm young, and doubly single. Now I look like a deployed soldier, with a hair cut that offers a different style every freakin' day whether I want a new style or not (and of course, the occaisional slept on a wet head next morning hair do, which have proven to be quite entertaining.) Oh well, my goal is to grow my hair back to a length where I can pull it back. Into what I don't care, just so long as it pulls back. But meanwhile, well, I've got about 40 emails in my inbox and 10 letters to return. Can I actually return these by the end of this week? We hope so. Labels: Hair, Pictures, Vanity -Risawn: # 3:58 PM - |

3.17.2005

My AK's tougher then your sister's M4! I got an email a couple of days ago, challenging my badassedness. Now don't get me wrong, he's are a supporter of the blog and everything, but he just wanted to challenge me, saying that his sister is tougher then I am. And here is his reasoning, quoted directly out of the email. 1. She goes in to battle dressed stylishly, rather than in drab camoflage patterns. 2. She has bigger hair than you do. 3. Her weapon appears to be loaded, whereas yours always seem to be empty. 4. Her minions are ex-SAS blokes and Afghanis, rather than geeks. 5. Er... that's all. Then there was a picture. Here is my refute. Point One. Well, anybody can say that their sense of style is better then mine. I have no sense of style, my sense of style tends to fall under the seattle term 'grunge', sort of. I like baggy pants and t-shirts. I'm all for comfort, sweetheart. But if you really want to see style, did your sister ever play laserquest in a prom dress? I didn't think so. Point Two No comment. Besides, right now I'm missing most of it. But eventually it will grow back! But i had pretty big hair at my prom! Point Three When you're in a military environment carrying 210 rounds between all seven of your magazines, if you are caught with a magazine locked and loaded and you aren't on a range or outside the wire, your head would get chewed off quicker then you can say Article 15. So usually, when I'm with my little M16, I don't have it locked and loaded. But that doesn't mean I don't get pictures from time to time. Besides, Chuck, my AK, clearly has a magazine larger then an M4's. As is demonstrated to the right. YEAH, look at that bad boy! And that sucker NEVER jams! Anyway, not all weapons have a magazine. Like this rifle. Point Four You need to take that up with my Minions. Some of which are in the army. Hehe. Including non-geeks in my unit who have since seen my website and said "I want to be a minion!" No, seriously, somebody said this to me. And he's pretty hoorah. Point Five WEAK! WEAK ALL THE WAY! I win! Labels: Funny, Guns, Hair, Minions, Vanity -Risawn: # 9:47 AM - |

1.02.2005

Hair today, Gone Tomorrow Leaving back for Fort Lewis Today, however I needed to get one final thing taken care of before I left. It's called my Hair. It is incompatable with the United States Military and has been a Bane of my existence for as long as I can remember wearing a uniform. Being a blonde, my hair is really fine and wispy. In other words, it doesn't like to stay put unless I cake a nice glob of Super Duper Extra Sports Gel in it to hold it in place. And sometiems that still doesn't work. Case in point, the following photograph. It's pokin' out. That is a no go. So I went over to my sister's house and asked her to give me a haircut. As in, Chop it ALL off. So she did. I decided to do a PhotoBlog of my trials in getting my hair whacked. I had to start with a picture of me before. Well, if anything, at this point it needs a serious trim, and my roots are beginning to show. So Chop CHOP! It came off! There's the uneven look, but that's a bit faddish for army standards. Hmm, still we can play pranks with the leftover hair. Ok, my goal was to get it short, while still maintaining a slightly feminine look. See, women have kind of an unfair rap in the military. The stereotype is that all women in the military are, and pardon my language, Whores and Dykes. I am neither, though I've been mistaken for both. HOwever, I didn't want my hair style causing people to question my sexuality, but make it short enough so that I could not worry about it for the next few months, besides a trim here and there to keep it within regs. And so, it continued to come off. Strange, that is my natural hair color, I haven't seen it that color in, well, a long time. My intention was to keep it that color so I wouldn't worry about it. However, after trimming it up, I decided it wasn't short enough. I look like a boy. More came off, and I wanted to try something where I could spike it up a bit. The Lesbian jokes were flying, let me assure you. I didn't care, in fact, I was expecting them. My family is kind of like that. Anyway, my sister insisted I should do something about the coloring and put in some highlights, or something. Anything. I tried to withstand her due to the fact that 99.9% of the time my hair will be under some type of a cover (unless I'm indoors, and then I'll have hat head) but eventually I caved in. That could be used as an incriminating photo if I don't watch it. How it turned out? Um, the following. My family insists that it fits my personality and they like it. I like it too, but I think it will be a while before I can fully accept the fact that I chopped all of my hair off. So this is the final look. My sister, who has been very successful at Ebay (with a lot of help from me, *snicker*) let me model some of her clothes with my new haircut. That was great fun. She has a way of making people look really good. I just hope I can duplicate the style on my off days. Click to View the Ebay Page! Labels: Hair -Risawn: # 1:59 AM - |