Spin The Wheel Hair Style Novels & Stories

I anchor it to her curls on one side of her head with a delicate clip that looks like silver baby’s breath. Calista helps me with my hair. We keep my thick curls, but Cali pulls them up, creating a large, bun-style look. Because my hair is so thick, the bun is extensive and comes nearly to my shoulders. She adds a silver baby’s breath clip to my hair as well.

“Interesting. Now your hair can move.” I ducked my tongue out, “It can do other interesting things too,” I said and the hair pulled him closer, making him fall on the tub. I laughed watching soap foam on his hair. “Look, hairstylist Avery gave you a new hairstyle. I call it the ‘Bubbly Jiggly look’.” He stared at me with narrowed eyes, the small hill of foam on top of his hair moving two and fro. I wish I had my phone and snapped a picture. He looked so cute.

But I also didn't want to look like I hadn't tried at all. I wanted to leave an impression. My hair was still damp from the bath. I couldn't leave it down, it would be too casual. But I also didn't want it to look serious. I brought out my blow drier and blow-dried it until it fell in soft waves, then gathered the top section and twisted it into a loose, elegant knot at the back of my head. I left the rest dropping down my shoulders in gentle waves, framing my face. A few tendrils escaped, softening the look. It was polished but not serious. Classic but not boring. The kind of style that would make people stop and stare.

“Honestly, it’s not the first time my hair’s had a run-in with your wardrobe. I’m starting to think I should charge you for the styling tips.” “Oh, please,” I scoff, trying to suppress a smile. “I’m doing you a favor. ‘Messy Hair, Don’t Care’ is a whole vibe.” “Yeah, right. More like ‘I-just-rolled-out-of-bed-and-couldn’t-care-less’,” she shoots back, grinning. “Wow, coming in hot today, aren’t we?” I say, feigning offense. “I can’t believe you’d insult my signature look.” “I’m just stating facts,” she replies, pretending to adjust an imaginary crown. “If I were you, I’d focus more on the whole ‘not-losing-my-keys’ thing.”

Danielle said to her. "It's time dear, we are all waiting for you" one of Britney's relatives came to inform them then left. Britney got up, she was looking so beautiful with her long flowing gown with petal stones on it and her blonde high bun hair neatly tied. "You look beautiful Britney and you'll make a new wife for Rob," Danielle said and smiled. They marched out.

Steph replies. Adaeze chuckles as if she's heard that a lot of times. "Can I feel it?" Steph asks reluctantly. "Sure," Adaeze leans forward and Steph touches her hair. "Wow!" "You have no idea the trouble I go through to make my stubborn hair look presentable. It's mostly in braids." Adaeze states as she sits straight. "I can't even imagine," Steph mutters. "Tell me more about your hometown." She loves learning new things.