I actually did my hair myself as Weston was destroying our bathroom and crapping his pants over and over again (that's where the diarrhea comes in). I kind of knew what I wanted to do with it (thank you, pinterest) and curled a couple of pieces the night before to see if it was possible. It turned out better than I was hoping. I got a lot of I didn't even recognize you's. I'm telling myself that was a compliment and in no way meaning I look like shit all week when these people see me.