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Loom-band Project to Raise Funds for the Little Princess Trust!

Loom-band Project to Raise Funds for the Little Princess Trust!

My 9 year old daughter, Darlek, is cutting her hair and donating it to the Little Princess Trust for children who have lost their hair because of medical reasons, whether that be Alopiecha or Cancer. It will be woven into a wig and Darlek will have a lovely light, easy to maintain, pixie cut.

On the 'Big Hair Day' as opposed to a 'Bad Hair Day', Darlek will put her hair into plaits and have them cut off - before her remaining hair is cut into a new style

On the ‘Big Hair Day’ as opposed to a ‘Bad Hair Day’, Darlek will put her hair into plaits and have them cut off – before her remaining hair is cut into a new style

I’m so proud of her.  About a year ago I shaved all my hair off because my hair was in terrible condition, because of the meds I’d been taking for my Ulcerative Colitis. Darlek saw how some people reacted to me, and she realised that it’s not always an easy thing to deal with.  (Just to add it’s all grown back now and it’s twice as thick and in much better condition so there’s a happy ending there).

Another little girl at her school has already donated hair to the Little Princess Trust, and Darlek was inspired by her, so that was it….decision made.  Darlek is very excited about it all and is mad keen to fundraise too.

Darlek recently broke her wrist, here's how she jazzed up her splint.  She LOVES loom bands!

Darlek recently broke her wrist, here’s how she jazzed up her splint. She LOVES loom bands!

I’m going to do a blog campaign, try to get local newspapers and my daughter’s school involved too, and make a huge loom band art project – which I’m hoping to auction with the proceeds going to the Little Princess Trust.

 

 I’m going to ask if people can donate via Just Giving or to simply to send loom bands to us – in bracelet form, or longer if people can manage.  Darlek’s school has already said that they’d be interested in helping out, so if I could supply them with packs of loom bands so they can help with the project that would be fabulous.  With this in mind I’m going to approach a few businesses and see if I can find anyone to sponsor the project and fund packs of bands.

I could link all the donated loom bands together with jump rings which could then be used to make the picture.

I could link all the donated loom bands together with jump rings which could then be used to make a picture.

The idea is to layer the loom bands to and fro across a canvas, using graduating colours, to make an image.   Very simple but effective and eye-catching.  I saw a loom band dress for sale on Ebay which went for literally thousands of pounds and it got me thinking.  Not that I even imagine that this would go for anything like that, but it is something that children are interested in at the moment and so many people have access to loom bands.   The Little Princess Trust supports children and it seems appropriate that each child has an opportunity to help support them, just by making something that so many of them love doing anyway.

A loom band rainbow would look amazing!

A loom band rainbow would look amazing!

It would be a square  image, in graduating colours which could somehow be backed and secured to something like a big picture frame. With this in mind, I’m asking that people donate single coloured loom bands in a fishtail design (which is the most common weave that people learn), whatever length they like, although a minimum of a bracelet length.

I reckon it would look pretty and would look fabulous as a feature on someone’s living room or office wall.  Hopefully people would bid on that, it would raise publicity, people could donate something they find fun to make even if they don’t have the cash to donate, and it’s something lots of people are into at the minute. Any suggestions, ideas, feedback, offers of help would be most appreciated.

Even if you can’t donate or send a loom band, it would be so helpful if you could enter any competitions for loom bands on our behalf.  There’s a few listed at the bottom of this post if you would like to help that way.

If you want to donate a loom band, loom bands, or can offer any other kind of help, please feel free to email me at kay@rubbemonkeys.co.uk.

Darlek’s Just Giving Account is HERE, if you’d like to donate we’d be ever so grateful.

If you’re on Twitter there’s this one: Pls tweet Strand Shopping @ShoppingStrand Follow us to WIN a years supply of #LoomBands! All you have to do is tweet us your best #LoomBandSelfie!

There’s a competition here if you follow the link: HERE 

Or this one…    HERE (only 4 days left to enter this one so be quick!)

There is also one HERE. 

Thank you in advance! :O) x

 

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Wigging It!

Wigging It!

Todays blog topic is wigs and wigging it.  ‘Wigging it’ is my new turn of phrase, it means ‘to wear and wander around in a wig.’   You see, that’s what I did today.  Today I Wigged It.  Yup.

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Anyone who knows me, knows I’ve had issues with my hair.  My ulcerative colitis is managed by medication, some of which has knackered my hair over time.  I think I noticed it far more than other people did, but it still really bothered me.  My shoulder length blonde hair gradually thinned, slid out from the roots when I washed it, became limp and lifeless and I absolutely hated it.  So I cut it all off in a ‘Britney Spears’ hissy fit stylee.  To be honest, I just wanted a new start.

I’m still on the same meds and will probably be on them for the rest of my life, so I may as well resign myself to having moderately crap hair for the rest of my life.  Soooo, when I saw that Wonderland Wigs were looking for reviewers I jumped at the chance.  It’s not that I think my hair is so terrible it needs hiding, it’s just short – but I miss having long locks of hair swishing around my shoulders and actually feeling feminine.

After much perusing of wigs and lusting after blue hair (which I love, but which would make me look like a loon), I chose one. Here’s how it all went.  This is me pre-wig:

It doesn't look really horrific or anything, but I just feel a if I look 'boyish' rather than feminine.

It doesn’t look really horrific or anything, but I just feel a if I look ‘boyish’ rather than feminine. (I had just had a shower, so that’s why it’s so fetchingly stuck to my scalp)

And this is me, post-wig:

IMG_0117I have decided to call this wig ‘Bob’, when it sits on the table just sitting patiently waiting to be worn, I swear it looks like a small furry animal.  The wig is actually called ‘Catherine’ on the website and is very similar to Kate Middleton’s hair do apparently.

Let me get this straight, I am not a beauty blogger.  Never have been and never will be – I couldn’t tell you the difference between a £2 lipstick and £20 lipstick.  Beauty is not my thing, but practicality is. And I have to say this wig is actually practical and wearable too.  In fact, I wore it on the school run.  I’ve heard it said that ‘you should do something that scares you every day’, I’m not sure if this includes wearing wigs in public places or not, but I thought I’d try it anyway.  This is how it went:

It was 3pm and time to pick the kids up so I took a deep breath, flicked my new luscious long fake hair behind my shoulder, pushed my glasses up my nose (not literally, they wouldn’t quite fit if I did that), straightened my back and slowly stepped out of the front door.  It was scary and the world and my wig, felt very big.  Not to be dissuasuaded, I walked down the hill with the wind in my hair, feeling very exposed, which is strange considering how much hair cover I actually had.

The back of the wig.  I love the curls and the waves.

The back of the wig. I love the curls and the waves.

Walking into the school yard was about the scariest thing I think I’ve done in years.  Even when I shaved all my hair off and was completely bald I felt more confident.  I think it’s something to do with a fear of pretending to be something I’m not. Am I really the type of person who has beautiful hair?  Insecurity is an absolute pain in the arse.  Then again, being shameless is an absolute bonus, and one outweighed the other….so I stood in the school yard and thought ‘Buggerit, stare if you like, I don’t care.’

Darlek turned white and said ‘Mum, get it off!’ and refused to walk with me, although she later admitted that she was getting used to it and that it actually didn’t look so bad.  My son said ‘Mum, you’re wearing a wig! I’m going to go and tell Declan that you’re wearing a wig!’ and ran off.  So I erm, think it went well?  I had to go and talk to Darlek’s teacher at one point and rather than pretend everything was normal and that I’d suddenly grown copious amounts of brown curly hair overnight, I just bit the bullet and said ‘Whaddya think?’ or maybe it was ‘I don’t look a complete tit do I?’, something like that anyway.  I know I put her on the spot, but she did say that it was different, that if she didn’t know me, she wouldn’t have known it was a wig and was generally nice about it.

My sister literally giggled for about 2 minutes none-stop between trying to make polite conversation about the weather and if the wig stayed on my head ok or not.  Thankfully, she did also say that it was probably because she’d never seen me with long dark hair before, so it just looked strange to her.

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One of the mums just grinned lots and walked past me, she usually says hello, so I’m not sure if she just didn’t quite know what to say.  Anyway, I did it and I think I shall do it again.  I LOVE having long hair again.  I just find it a bit awkward when people who know me, know it’s a wig.  I don’t see why I should be ashamed of wearing one though, people have fake boobs these days and boast about it, why shouldn’t I boast about my lovely long fake hair?

This is what it looks like on the inside of the wig:

I wore a very fine mesh cap under the wig to hold my own hair in place and then put the wig on top of that, keeping it in place with the little hooks at the back that you can see here.

I wore a very fine mesh cap under the wig to hold my own hair in place and then put the wig on top of that, keeping it in place with the little hooks at the back that you can see here.

All in all, I’m so impressed with this wig.  I do think you can tell it’s a wig if you look closely enough, but it’s not immediately obvious at all.  It looks natural and it feels quite natural too – I suspect I’ll only be able to brush it very carefully or maybe just with my fingers because I am just a little concerned about the fibres stretching and going fuzzy?  I do need to check on the aftercare instructions to make sure I keep my new hair in good condition.

I am so grateful to Wonderland Wigs for giving me the chance to review one of their wigs, today I actually felt girly and feminine for the first time in months.  I have so missed my long hair, it’s lovely to have it back, even if it in’t really mine.

If you’d like to have a look at some of the other products they stock, have a look at their website HERE, there’s loads of hair accessories, wigs, 3/4 wigs, hair extensions, false eyelashes….all sorts of things.  They’re also really friendly and if you need advice on the best wig/product for you you can chat to them on the Twitter handle  @WonderlandWigs.

They’ve given me a discount code to pass on too, if you use CHAOS when you checkout you’ll get 10% off the price of any 3/4 wig or full wig.   A full wig is only around £25 on average so it’s only the price of a pair of shoes really, worth a go I say! :O)

I feel like 'me' again. :O)

I feel like ‘me’ again. :O)

Wonderland Wigs sent me a wig to review, no other financial reward was given.

If you wear a wig, I’d love to see what it looks like and how you felt the first time you wore it?  Is it normal to feel this nervous? Please feel free to tweet me @Chaoskay or comment, it would be great to share experiences.

Waxing is not for Wusses

Waxing is not for Wusses.Veet

Doesn’t look scary does it…..

I may already have mentioned that I’m a Bzz Agent?  This does not mean I book holidays abroad for bees, it means I get to test out certain products for free and tell people about them.   This time I was lucky enough to be chosen to review a ‘Veet EasyWax Electrical-Roll on Kit.’  So here goes.

I have never really felt the need to rip out the hairs on my body so that I can be more feminine.  It’s just never occurred to me to do this, it seems as Spock might say ‘Illogical.’    In the past I’ve just used a bog standard razor, so this was definitely something different.

When it arrived, I put the package on one side and eyed it suspiciously for ages.  I had an inkling that it might hurt.  But, being the exciting YOLO type gal that I am, I thought I’d grit my teeth and get on with it.

How did it go?

I got the wax cartridge, put it in the holder shown here, plugged it in and waited for it to heat up enough to paste onto my legs.

I got the wax cartridge, put it in the holder shown here, plugged it in and waited for the wax to heat up.

I rolled the Veet wax dispenser down my leg.  In all truth, it felt like I was coating my leg in melted bright pink Blackpool rock.  You wouldn't believe how sticky this stuff is!

I rolled the Veet wax dispenser down my leg. In all truth, it felt like I was coating my leg in melted bright pink Blackpool rock. You wouldn’t believe how sticky this stuff is!

I’ve got hairs on my legs that an Alsation would be proud of, I grew them especially for this review.  Now that’s dedication for you!

Then I applied the wax strip and had a glass of wine in the vain hope that it’d numb the pain.  A helpful friend suggested that I have a tea towel to hand so I could bite it if the pain got too bad too.  Terrified, does not even come close.

At this point Horace started laughing at me.  Beast.

At this point Horace started laughing at me. Beast.

I got hold of the end, ripped it downwards and was pleasantly surprised, it didn’t hurt at all – then I realised that all the hair was still there and I’d actually done it completely wrong.  Attempted this again, 3…..2…..1… and then ripped upwards and ‘Yeouuch!’ it hurt.  Worked wonderfully though.  I had one bald strip right down the front of my leg, surrounded by pink goo.

This stuff is a bit obstinate, I scrubbed with the wipes that came with the pack, and tried a bit of  Baby Oil which helped though.

This stuff is a bit obstinate, I scrubbed with the wipes that came with the pack, and tried a bit of Baby Oil which helped though.

As you can see, I still have hairy legs, but with a bald patch now.  The results are far better than using a razor, but I think all the sticky pink wax/goo is a bit of a nuisance.  Probably worth it if you’re really bothered about having very smooth legs.

Then it comes to the other part of the review, there is another waxing dispenser for other ‘areas,’ here it is…

This was refill plugs into the same dispenser, the only difference is that the rolling part is smaller so you can reach more erm...intimate areas. *blushes furiously*

This was refill plugs into the same dispenser, the only difference is that the rolling part is smaller so you can reach more awkward areas.

Let it never be said that I am not a thorough reviewer, I tried this bit of kit too.  I shall not go into detail for the sake of decency….but let me say this.  I think this worked very well but, I will NEVER, EVER, EVER, EVER, IN A MILLION YEARS, UNTIL HELL FREEZES OVER wax anywhere other than my legs ever again.  I have nothing but admiration for those of you who are brave enough to go through this much pain for the sake of appearances.

I do need to get on with waxing my right leg, I only managed the left one last night.  I’m sporting the ‘Half Alsation’ summer style this year.  I’ll look great in a skirt.

I was sent this product for free, although all thoughts and legs shown on this review are my own.  Horace would’t let me wax his legs for this review, bit mean if   you ask me.

If you would like one of these Veet Easy Wax Electrical Roll On Kits I have a code that will get you 50% off from Amazon, just use EASYWAX4 when you check out.

Mostly Hairless.

Mostly Hairless.

Over the last year I’ve been on Azathioprine due to my Ulcerative Colitis, this is a drug that cancer patients use, cancer patients also use Paracetamol so that doesn’t mean it’s as scary as it sounds.  But….. it has meant that my hair has been gradually thinning and falling out from the roots.  People say it doesn’t look that bad and that it just looks like I have very thin fine hair and that I should’t worry about it.  After all, I’m still here aren’t I?  The thing is, I think it looks terrible.  It frizzes in the slightest breeze, it doesn’t swing around my shoulders anymore it just hangs downwards and matts into mucky brown swamp donkey blonde strands.  I hate it.

This evening I trimmed Horace’s hair and once I’d done it I just thought ‘Feck it’ and asked him to cut my hair too.  The difference being, I wanted rid of it.  ALL of it.  Britney Spears stylee, except without the nervous breakdown and the papparazi.  I’ve realised I can’t cut all of it off because I don’t have a nice hat and my daughter would disown me at the school gates, but I have cut half of it off.  Photograph included as proof.

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As Douglas Adams nearly said: ‘Mostly Hairless.’

I’m planning to start again.  Everyone will think I’ve got cancer or gone mad or something, but they can think what they like.  My mum and dad will probably be upset, but this is my choice.  It’ll grow back, and hopefully it’ll look more even and be in better condition.  If it grows back looking crap, then there’s no loss, it already looks appalling.  Maybe I’ll start wearing make-up so I’ll at least look very slightly feminine.  Or perhaps I’ll just look like a man in drag.

Anyway, this is a great excuse to buy a nice hat.

'Nice Hat'

‘Nice Hat’

My darling daughter found out she had nits this evening too, so I have to say that’s been a bit of a catalyst.  I don’t think I’ve got them, but this will certainly solve the problem.  Once the ‘Nice Hat’ arrives the rest of the hair will go too.  I’m just keeping some of it for the moment for the sake of the kids.  I don’t want to scare them.

The deed is done.  Everyone always says a new haircut is a great way to cheer yourself up.  I’ve decided this is my way of starting afresh.  Once I’ve had my hemorroidectomy I’ll be in remission from the Colitis and ‘fixed.’  After two years of pain, medication, endless hospital appointments and fatigue, I should be back to normal.  Except with a new hat and no hair.  Go me. *determined face*

Beware of Blank Envelopes

Beware of Blank Envelopes

Last week I mucked up, Darlek came out of school sobbing her little heart out.

She told me in the morning ‘Mum I have swimming lessons today, but my swimming costume is too small’ – this was at about 8.30am.  I hurriedly dug out a tenner, shoved it in a blank envelope labelled it ‘For Swimming Costume’ and told her to buy one from the sports centre when she got there.  Last time she wore the costume it was cutting into her shoulders so I figured I couldn’t just ask her to put up with it.

It turned out that swimming costumes were £17.50 so she didn’t have enough and she was the only one out of her class who couldn’t go swimming.  Darlek told me she just sat on the side crying watching them all.  I felt like crap when she told me.   I suppose we can’t be perfect all of the time, but I did really let her down….in more ways than one it turns out.  I apologised to Darlek for being rubbish and promised to try harder.

The tenner was returned to me in a small envelope with a note saying that Darlek hadn’t got enough for a swimming costume which was fair enough.  But, they also sent back the original envelope with my ‘For Swimming Costume’ note on.  On it the teacher had written ‘This hair was found inside the envelope with Darlek’s money?’ which made absolutely no sense at all, until I looked inside it.

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I’d sent Darlek into her swimming lesson with an insufficient amount of money and a load of hair in an envelope.  Only then did I remember that when I cut Sausage’s hair for the very first time, I’d put it safely in an unmarked envelope which had then been put with my other stationary because I’m an idiot.  In the rush I’d not checked what was in there.  Consequently I now look like I’ve tried to pay for Darlek’s swimming costume with a tenner and blonde tangled human hair.  Normal people try to make up the difference with spare change lying around the house, not me.  I suspect Mrs W now thinks Darlek’s mum is absolutely insane.

Darlek’s teacher will no doubt check any envelopes sent from our house for toe-nail clippings and other such loveliness from now on.  I mean, human hair for starters, what’s next?  I feel, as they say, a complete tit and will have to explain myself the next time I go into school.

Mind you, I once received a letter from school asking me to bring in ‘Willies’ instead of ‘Wellies’ so they must be fairly used to finding odd things in jiffy bags and envelopes sent in by parents?