Oh, Elnett. Where have you been all my life? Why am I only now harnessing your full potential?
Having a cheeky gander at vogue.co.uk this afternoon (university work, what university work?!?! Shhh moral conscience) a little article caught my eye about the barnet being what it's all about, because in these hard economic times blah blah (I'm sick of the recession, I refuse to participate) we're all getting creative with our updoes. WELL, I am watched over night and day by none other than the late great Audrey Hepburn. And I have to say, one day with a good hour to burn, I looked up at her gorgeous beehive and before I knew where I was, I had a row of kirby grips between my teeth, a brush ready to backcomb and was faced with my scrutinizing gaze in the mirror. Half a can of Elnett's finest later and I had a rock solid beehive. I'm past caring about the damage I must be causing with all the backcombing and such, I love having a beehive. Sometimes it's a bit messy, but I'm past caring about that too. It's all about having a good twenty metal clips digging into the back of your scalp all day and not giving a damn because it's PRETTY.
Image courtesy of some crazy website with cats and synthesizes... link here if you want to fall down that particular meow-filled rabbit hole
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