Posted By Grace Bonney, of Design*Sponge
If our wedding planning process was a Matchbox car, then this weekend we finally decided to wind it back and forth on our imaginary table and let it rip. We went from over 10 months of casual, once-in-a-while wedding talks to a full-fledged wedding planning extravaganza. Over the course of three days in Savannah we finalized flowers, food, the cake, our cake topper, music for the reception and ceremony, the layout of both the reception and ceremony, and just about every other detail on the list, down to the tablecloths. Phew. I’ve always been a fan of making decisions quickly so it was great to finally get down to business.
I’ll get to the rest soon, but today I wanted to talk about hair and makeup. As I mentioned in the dress post before, these aspects of the wedding (fashion and appearance) are among my least favorite. I don’t mind having a little makeup on or having my hair cleaned up, but submitting to the full process—and multiple makeup and hair trials, ended up being a bit of a letdown.
I made several appointments at different salons, arriving with a picture of my dress and the hair-do I was interested in (see above). I’ve never been a big up-do type of girl but I know better than to tempt fate with Savannah humidity in play. I thought that a simple braided up do (two French braids, tied in a loose bun in the back) would be cinch and that my “no-makeup” request would mean a short time in front of the mirror and I’d be out.
Boy, was I wrong.
I knew getting my hair done in the South meant there was a chance of
“Southern Hair” happening, but I figured that any modern city,
especially one with an art school, would have a couple edgy places
where they’d stay away from hairspray and overdone makeup. I went to a
few of those salons and I left with my head weighed down by at least
4,000 bobby pins, two cans of hairspray and enough “gunk” added in that
I thought my head would fall off my shoulders. I should have noticed
the warning when a woman next to me was having her hair back-combed and
ratted (sadly mine was too) and told her hairdresser, “Girl, you can never get my hair high enough.”
And the make-up? Let’s just say that Aaron looked at me for what felt like hours saying “Wow. That’s a lot
of makeup.” I didn’t realize how much it was until I was in the hotel
bathroom going through my second box of tissues taking just the
I never expected hair and makeup to be such a drama-filled section of
the wedding, but I’m totally turned off to the idea of having either
done now. I know I have no luck with doing my own hair so I’ll probably
go back to the salon that didn’t shellac my hair in various
products (see the photo above), but I think I’m a little too
traumatized to get my makeup done again.
I know the “rules” are to wear more makeup than you’re used to because
photos wash people out. But I’m starting to feel a bit like I’m living
things just for the pictures. Has anyone else ever felt that way?
Can I just say “photos be damned” and not wear a lot of makeup? My
normal “fancy makeup” routine of a little blush, colored lip gloss and
mascara feels like all I have the heart to do and I’m starting to think
I should stick to my gut.
What have you guys done? Has anyone done their own hair and makeup and
NOT regretted it? Has anyone given in to pushy salons and worn too much
of everything? I’m really starting to think I should trust my gut and
go for what feels clean and pretty on my face and hair.