I went to one of my medieval gatherings this weekend. One of the merchants I know who used to “play” around here who has been begging me for ever to let her braid my hair. In the real world she’s a programmer, but she runs a hair braiding booth at these things cause it’s fun, she does great work. She does it for weddings and stuff and her work is really pretty and she’s booked solid the whole day usually but she was open that second, so, I was bored, and said sure.
I never do ANYTHING to my hair and I was sort to intersted to see how it looked. I haven’t done anything but worn it long or flopped up in a quasi-ponytail bun thing for over 7 years. I know I’m a creature of ease and habit. I hadn’t had m hair braided since I was like 10 when I had cut my hair short.
I have naturally curly, coarse, light red hair that falls into ringlets – the stuff people pay big bucks to get, I get naturally. It’s a pain in the butt though. If I do anything to it when dry it turns into a late 1970′s porno afro. So, I barely comb it, and when I do it’s only if it’s sopping wet in the shower.
So, it was nice that I got a lot of compliments saying how great it looked with my viking garb, and I have to say it did look rather Scandinavian. I took down the buns that night but still have the braids but they are getting kinda shaggy from sleeping on them so I put on a kerchief thing to hide the frizzies and with the braids out the bottom just have this “Helga the German Shot Putter” look.
Helga’s going back to Germany, the braids are coming out, I dunno if I’ll put them back in or not. For me it seems to be
too much trouble, so prolly back to the same old thing. It was nice for a change though. (sorry I don’t have pictures)
Followup – I just realized that it didn’t look too much different than the picture of the Opera lady below – just red braids instead of blonde – No hat like that though. hehehe.