My Professional Makeover!


nablo13day5I got a makeover! Complete with hair/make-up/photo shoot! It was so exciting!

A couple of months ago, Renaissance woman Mindy Klapper Trotta, fellow blogger, baker of all things scrumptious, and an editor at the web magazine “Better After 50”, threw the information out there on Facebook that she knew of a major publication that was seeking models “of a certain age” to participate in mini-makeovers. I had decided right around that time to stop dyeing my hair. The results of this decision were not as pleasing as I had hoped.

Sure, my hair required less maintenance, but I looked less like Emmylou Harris and more like Pepe LePew than I would have liked. I had decided that my hair needed a little professional help to ease the transition from bottle black to the nice silvery color that I was after. Enter Mindy. And the makeover opportunity!

Several questionnaires were filled out, lots of emails with editorial assistants were exchanged, and numerous photos were shared. I kept getting notifications that I had “made it to the next round” of the selection process. I had no idea how many “rounds” were involved. Frankly, I was afraid to ask. Finally, I got the news that I had, indeed, been chosen. I felt like I’d won a very big prize.

And, really, I had. They whitened my teeth and sent me to a very fancy salon where a magician named Kyle the Colorist transformed me from Pepe to Emmylou. According to reports, J Lo is one of their clients. As you know, my motto in life is: If it’s good enough for J Lo, it’s good enough for me!

The whitening treatment alone was worth $600 (I asked!) and just a haircut at this very swanky Madison Avenue salon would undoubtedly cost somewhere in the neighborhood of $200. I would love to return there, but I just don’t think there is any way that I could work that kind of money into my budget. If a simple haircut carries such a steep price tag, I don’t even want to know how much I would have to shell out to have Kyle the Colorist employ his very impressive foiling skills once again!

Somehow, between the cut and the color, they made going gray look (and seem!) kind of hip! Modern, even. The best part? No one tried to talk me out of doing it.They worked with me, rather than against me. That was refreshing.

The last time I had a haircut, following my decision to stay gray, every single person, including the shampooist, insisted on trying to talk me out of it. The shampooist hardly spoke any English, but through the use of pointing, eye-rolling, and other universal signs designed to communicate shock, horror, and disappointment at what he had decided was an ill-informed life choice on my part, managed to make me as emotionally uncomfortable as I was physically uncomfortable — those salon sinks always put me in mind of a guillotine! My unhappy eastern European shampoo guy called at least three “stylists” over to the sink to try to convince me to cover the gray. There was, if I remember correctly, a great deal of tsking — you don’t have to speak Romanian to understand the implications of THAT! Suffice it to say, I’ll never go back THERE again!

The whole makeover process was documented by a “behind-the-scenes” photographer. That was pretty cool. I can now say that not only did I get my hair done at the same salon frequented by J Lo, I can also discuss what it feels like to have my own personal papparazi! While Luke, the ever-present photographer, was delightful, shared my love of Irish oatmeal, and served a purpose, I can see how having a camera shoved in your face when you’re trying to do something as simple as taking a bite of a bagel can send guys like Alec Baldwin over the edge!

I loved the gal who did my make-up, too. She gave me some very good tips! Did you know, for example, that the most important tool in your cosmetic kit or, in my case, the zip-loc baggie, is a good eyelash curler? Me, neither. I also discovered that I’ve been wearing the wrong color lipstick my whole life. She also converted me to a cream blusher aficionado! She imparted this and other extremely helpful information in the kindest possible way. A gasp never left her mouth. There was no finger-wagging, no eye-rolling, and, most importantly, NO TSKING! I have half a mind to introduce her to a few Romanians I know — she could, undoubtedly, teach them a thing or three about tact.

I also learned that the most important people “on set” are the photographer and his hard-working crew. These people certainly had their hands full with me. When it was time to do my “After” pictures they asked me what type of music I like to dance to. Dance? Me? In public? I don’t think so. The idea that I might be called upon to DANCE was almost too much to bear.

Outside of the fact that they put me in a dress that I would NEVER be caught dead in, the final shoot went well. The intrepid photographer managed to get at least one usable shot out of the three-hundred pictures he snapped. And, I’m happy to report, that while I managed to do a little swaying, no actual dancing was required.

One more thing, my whole transformation is going to be in a book. Good to know that I won’t have to commit a crime to be immortalized in print!

jackie after hair PICMONKEY

photo credits:
lipstick
me

35 thoughts on “My Professional Makeover!

  1. […] really seemed to like the post in which I described my professional makeover. The one where I proclaimed to my husband — and to the world — that I am not, indeed, a […]

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  2. […] Monday had been a long day. A good day, but a long day. I thoroughly enjoyed the pampering that my makeover entailed. My husband presented with a dozen roses and we, the “new” me and the fam, […]

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  3. The first thing I loved about you was who you were – your infectious laugh and wicked sense of humor. You looked beautiful before, and now Fang won’t be able to keep his hands off of you. Va voom, baby!

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  4. mindy trotta says:

    Fantastic!!! You are beautiful inside and out, but everyone needs a little pick-me-up now and then. So thrilled that this worked out for you!!

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  5. You…look…AMAZING!!!

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  6. You looked great before but, wow, gorgeous! Can’t wait to see the book!

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  7. ohlidia says:

    Oh, how lucky! I would LOVE that. You look fabulous!

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  8. How much crazy fun was this? You look great! ! I’ve always thought I’d be the perfect candidate for a make-over because, well, the opportunities for improvement are almost endless. LOL But wait, no pics of you in the dress you wouldn’t be caught dead in? 😉

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  9. How cool, I’m jealous!! I’ve always wanted to be on What Not to Wear for one of their makeovers. And you look maaavalous!

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    • javaj240 says:

      You would actually WANT to be on “What Not To Wear”? OMG! Never! While it might be a gas to hang with Stacy and Clinton, I would never allow anyone into the inner sanctum that is my closet!

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  10. Jen says:

    You look fantastic, but you have always been a fantastic person.

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    • javaj240 says:

      Thanks, Jen! You’re pretty fantastic yourself! Wish I’d had time to see you and Anne yesterday! Looks like you two had a good time!

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  11. Paula cavalier says:

    You look gorgeous and very ready for our 30th reunion all you have to do is respond ok n

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    • javaj240 says:

      LOL, I don’t even remember anyone from high school, outside of you, Beth, and Kim (who sadly will not be in attendance — still makes me sad when I think of her :()

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  12. Amanda Fox says:

    You are beautiful. Inside and out, upside down, hair done or not. All I can say is, J Lo who? 😉

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    • javaj240 says:

      That’s so nice of you to say! It was really cool, though. Someone even applied moisturizer to my arms and my legs, LOL! Of course the next time someone does that I’ll likely be in a nursing home!

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      • Amanda Fox says:

        Holy crap. That’s highfalutin (sp?) LOL. Again, J Lo who?

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        • javaj240 says:

          LOL, I know! I felt idiotic letting someone moisturize me —- I mean, under the right circumstances I wouldn’t mind it *wink* *wink*, but it just felt odd in a room full of people who were NOT shooting a porno!

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          • Amanda Fox says:

            LOL that’s how I feel when I go to get my toenails done – which has been like twice or three time ever in my life – and the guy (it’s always a guy) starts putting cream on my calves. It’s like stop, stop. I can’t take the invasion of privacy. It totally feels like I’m in some strange porno.

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            • javaj240 says:

              OMG… you are too funny. I get my toes done all the time… it’s my guilty pleasure. And, I have to admit, I love it when it’s a guy — they really give the best massages, LOL!

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  13. Deb says:

    Wow! Sounds like so much FUN!!!

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