Because I'm Always Worth It | My Hair Story

Hey everyone! 

Welcome to a brand new blog post! I thought that today, I would talk to you all about my hair story. I know that this may sound a bit weird, but a lot has been done to my hair over the past few years.

I started experimenting with my hair within the good summer days of around 2014 from what I remember, but don't bank me on that. It started off with a friend of mine bleaching my hair on the foor of a well known hotel chain within Manchester. Even though, this sounds like a very stupid thing ever, and it was, I had actually planned it for a good month or so, as for a good couple of years beforehand, I had dreamt about dyeing my hair a completely different colour to boost my self confidence and such. (A completely different blog post about that might be on the blog at some point.)

After letting the bleach seep into my scalp, we stuck on a turquoise semi permanent hair dye and did all the usual things when dyeing hair. At the time, I thought I looked cool, but looking back, it looked like what it was... A first time home done bleach and dye job. I thank my friend for doing it to this day and I love the memory of the weekend we spent in Manchester, but thank goodness we can look back at it with laughter because its needed. I wanted to look like a pretty mermaid, but in reality, I didn't even look like someone trying to look like Ursula for the first time drunk. To be honest, I looked like I had a menage a trois with some bright orange and turquoise paint.

After this experience, I spent a good while getting three different colours out, and slowly took the time to get my hair back to a point where bleaching would be fine for my hair. After that I dyed my hair electric blue and I loved it! The only problem is that, when blue hair fades, it becomes a pale blue crossed with a slightly green hued mess. I stuck with green for a week or two, whilst I figured out what to do.

After consulting a hairdresser friend of mine, I decided to strip my hair and decided to dye it medium brown due to brown neutralising a lot of the pigments that are found in green hair dye. I stuck with this for quite a while. If you've been reading this blog from the beginning, then you will remember my medium brown shaggy hair at the beginning of the blog's creation.

After growing this out, I slowly decided to go back to blue in the form of Black-Blue hair and I loved it. At the same time, I decided to slowly grow my hair out. Sadly. the main reason to growing my hair was because my anxiety became ultra bad for a long while. This meant that hairdressers were a deffo no for me. My hair grew to just past my shoulders and shimmered in a wonderful blue shade when the light hit it. I did love having long hair due to being able to play out so many styles with it, and I do miss it sometimes.

Long hair and using several treatments to condition my hair including Coconut Oil and such took it's toll, and after a whie, I decided to cut it which then lead into my combover phase. This simply meant that I would wear my hair in a sort of combover style, and I still do to this day sometimes. It took a long while to get used to this but I did!

Last stop on the train is the present look. I've had my hair cut even shorter, as I've realised that lactose and my scalp have arguments every now and again. I have started to experiment with styles and using more products in my daily style. I now use a Pomade and try to style my hair into somewhat of a curved sort of quiff. It's not much and often, it's a mass but I kind of love it!

I have no current plans to dye my hair or do anything drastic with it anytime soon, but I do wish that I did dye my hair maybe a sort of Purple or Red colour so, that may happen within the near future.

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Thanks for reading this beauty based blog post and I hope that you come back to read the next post!

Thanks for reading! 
Jamie x 

Checking Time Ten Times | Travelling With Anxiety

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Welcome to another blog post! I thought that today I would talk to you guys about travelling whilst having anxiety. If you've read my blog for a good amount of time then you will know that I think that it's necessary to talk about mental health. My mental health hasn't been that great recently which is one of the reasons why I'm writing this post.

Anxiety can make the easiest things become difficult and complex. It can make going out of the house a struggle. It can make day to day activities difficult but most of all it can make meeting friends or going to different places very challenging.

A stock image of a rectangular long white train with a black rimmed window on black train tracks with grey gravel. All within a train station with a dome of glass with black beams going across it on a bright background.  

Making Plans: 

Before you even try to travel can be an absolute nightmare. Making plans can be troublesome and frankly very anxious. You have to ensure that it's somewhere you've been before so that you know where it is otherwise there's a good chance you might have an attack if you're like me who gets anxious if they don't know exactly where they are. There's also the fact that the meet up place might be packed which might trigger your sensory overload. Once you've sorted a place out then there is the whole thing of timing. You end up agreeing with whoever you're meeting which then you question if you're still meeting at that time ten times after confirming. If you're going to somewhere with a fixed time then you end up setting several alarms beforehand to ensure that you're up and ready way before that time.. The same normally goes for meeting someone.

Transport: 

I end up setting off an hour beforehand getting transport to travel because a billion things go through my mind like what if the bus is late? What if the train comes in early? What if there's really bad traffic? If I'm getting a train I double check that I'm on the right train and stop everything that I'm doing until the man has spoken via the tannoy to ensure that I know that I'm on the right train. I also sometimes count how many stops and when I'm meant to get in for. If I'm meeting someone at the station then I have an app on my phone to ensure that I know what train they're getting and when it's meant to come in so I know I don't have too long to awkwardly wait where we said that we would meet.

I know that all of this sounds stupid but it's just second knowledge for me to do this otherwise I know that at some point I'd probably have an attack and I'd feel embarrassed. I've had anxiety attacks in train stations before and it feels disastrous when train staff members have to try and calm me down.

I hope that this little rambly post has given you some insight on what goes down when I travel to places for things such as blogging events and meeting friends.

I hope that you have learnt something and hopefully enjoyed this blog post. I hope that you come back next time for another post!

Thanks for reading! 
Jamie x