It’s almost worrying how little problem I have with slavishly copying Phoebe Philo’s haircut*. Not yet, but soon. Two years have passed since my last major re-style, a period of time that has seen an untold fortune spent on Philip Kingsley Elasticizer – I stopped short at Viviscal – to relatively little effect. Time for a new approach.
These last few years have not been an easy ride, hair-wise. It’s been red, blonde (ERROR) and every shade of brown. There was the ill-advised fringe, layers, streaky highlights, feathering and even a John Frieda at home dye kit that caused it to start falling out. In my hands. In the shower. Not one, but two hairdressers, have actually reduced me to tears. Quite honestly? My poor hair has been screaming ”GIRL. GIVE. IT. UP” for years and I have steadfastly refused to listen.
True, a fresh start will start in earnest with the big cut, but I’m extending this hair turnaround to a self-imposed ban on hair dye and continuing to invest in high-quality haircare products (looking at you, Josh Wood). The scene of the big day is still to be decided, but Trevor Sorbie in Hampstead is looking like an odds-on favourite. I really hope there’s champagne to ease the pain, because God knows I can’t make it three in a row.
Funnily enough, Into The Gloss has recently posted some insanely great advice for getting a good mid-length cut and keeping it looking top notch. IT’S LIKE THEY KNOW. Just wait until you read the part about the curvature and heat from your shoulders turning your midi-cut into a flicked mum bob. Oh yes, that’s an actual thing. Wish me luck!
*not quite as worrying as the first time I saw this picture and immediately thought ‘they must be the antique diamond earrings she said her husband bought her in that interview a while back!’. The obsession has absolutely gone too far.
[Image via Keep it Chic]