Dare I say SEXY?

I would like to preface this post by acknowledging that I do in fact know that it is 2013 and not 1989. However, although you can take the girl out of the 80s, you can't always take the 80s out of the girl!

I am a natural blonde. (shocker, right?) And, as far as I'm concerned, there is nothing good about being a natural blonde. It comes with fair pigment-lacking skin (note I said "fair"- us pasty folks don't like the words 'pale' or 'pasty'), light eyebrows (prompting constant fixation, make-up, and hair dye) and incredibly thin, limp hair. I use every volumizing product out there and blow dry my hair as big as I can get it, only to watch it fall lifelessly around my face in minutes. It sucks.

I haven't had body or volume in my hair since 1989, the year of my fabulous uber 80's tight spiral perm, and I must admit I yearn for those days. So, since it is the year of Amy...

Oh no she didn't...

Oh, yes I did! I got a perm! Well, the salon I go to (which is a really good one, that charges much too much) insisted that it was a body wave and not a perm, but I'm pretty sure it's just a matter of semantics. They did use different size curlers so it would look more natural, and I style it more wavy than scrunchy crazy curly (a la 1989), but it's a perm. And... I LOVE IT! The jury is still out as to whether I am living in the past or if it really does look good, but- for the first time in over 20 years, I have big, bouncy hair.

who's fabbbbbbulous?

As I walked out of the salon, the receptionist, who was about 45 (and probably secretly yearns for the 80's too) said, can I tell you something without you getting offended? Skeptically, I said sure. "You look, dare I say, sexy!" I laughed. Oh yes ma'am, please do dare! I'll take sexy any day!

Year of sexy Amy!?