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Thursday, January 24, 2008

Life's most embarrassing moments are really, well, embarrassing.

I believe we've already covered this on the blog. I'm probably even the one who brought it up. But it bears repeating.

The current book I'm working on "Bittersweet Surrender" involves a heroine who owns a chocolate spa (aren't you surprised?). Okay, so I don't know a lot about spas. Sure, I've had a few massages, but I needed to know more for my book. It just so happens the place where I get my hair done also has a spa. So I ask the owner for an interview and he agrees. Here's where the embarrassing part comes in.

Remember when I was sick last summer? They thought I had TB, so they made me wear a mask when I went around people? Okay, so the next time I see the owner is when I go in to get my hair done at the end of the day looking very much like Zorro--without the sword. Though now that I think about it, I probably should have carried one.

Mr. Owner wants to know how my trip to French Lick was (don't look at me, I didn't name the town). Now picture this with me if you can. I'm trying to be a professional, okay? I mean, for crying out loud, I had interviewed the man. I'm a full-time novelist. But there I sit in this chair, draped in a Godzilla-sized bib, mask covering my nose and mouth--and did I mention I was in for a highlight? Right. Foil.

Okay, so we've got the humongous bib, the frightening mask, and squares of aluminum that section my head like a U.S. map and he wants to know about my trip to French Lick? Please.

I just want you to know, not only was I embarrassed, but, something tells me I didn't come across all that professional. Could just be me, though.

Please tell me you've been there, done that. 
Diann Hunt  
posted at 8:00 AM  
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At 3:56 AM, Blogger Pam S. said...

Diann, if you only knew the embarrassing things I've said and done...! Been there. Truly have. Ah, but it's just fodder for future books, isn't it? And if not that, you've made us laugh today! :)

Now I'm going to make a comment to everyone else out there: Ok, you readers! Time for you to go to the store to buy Diann's latest book, FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE. It's well written and my favorite of her books. (Confession time: I read it earlier this week instead of grading finals exams.) :)
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P.S., Diann, did my advert embarrass you? Hope not. It was a fun read.

 
At 7:13 AM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

You wear foil to get a highlight? The things I learn on this blog. LOL I'd like to have seen that!

My hair is awful right now. I haven't been able to drive while I'm on the mind-stealing Lyrica and my haircut is four weeks past due.

Not much embarrasses me. I have three brothers. LOL They trained it out of me early. The only thing I can think of that's embarrassed me since becoming an adult is the day my skirt accidentally got hiked into the band of my pantyhose in the church bathroom and I went into the church sanctuary like that. I did go red over that one. LOL

You are so right, Pam! It's a GREAT book!

 
At 9:37 AM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

You're too sweet, Pam. Thank you for the kind words! I'm glad you liked the book!!

Colleen, you've never experienced the foil thing? Oh, girl, you haven't lived till you experience the foil thing. It makes you feel sort of like, oh, I don't know, a baked potato. :-)

 
At 9:51 AM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

Well no, I've never colored my hair other than some henna I put in it when I was 20. LOL

 
At 11:56 AM, Blogger Kristin said...

The foil thing takes forever on my hair! I colored it myself last night, are you proud? And I tried to cut it, but we won't go into that.

 
At 1:44 PM, Blogger Pam S. said...

Baked potato? Ha!Ha!

You girls should try doing the foil thing in a foreign language. Best to avoid that one if you can. Or for that matter--try doing ANYTHING in a beauty salon using a foreign language. Whoo-ee! The potential for mishaps are multitude. Worst case: I asked the Turkish stylist for an inch off. What I had left was ONLY an inch all over. Boohoo. That was the end of having very long hair. I also had a stylist for a while whose name was Mustafa Kasap--literal translation: Mustafa Butcher. Let's just say that his name fit. LOL.

 
At 1:51 PM, Blogger Pam S. said...

I forgot to mention that one of the haircuts/hairdo's "Mr. Butcher" gave me looked like the back-end of a chicken. Incredibly embarrassing! Wouldn't you know it: On my way home I ran into several people I knew--including my neighbor who looked at me and asked, "Has your husband seen you yet?" "No," I answered. "Good," she said.

 
At 7:06 PM, Blogger Jaime said...

Oh my goodness!! LOL I am at home with a really bad cold/strep and I totally misread the first paragraph!! I thought you wrote you were writing a book about a Heroin Spa!!! I was like "wow"! Diann is delving into the lives of heroin addicts ... then I reread it and now it makes sense. LOL ....speaking of embarrassing moments ...

 
At 8:19 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

My word, my most embarrassing moment was almost my husband's undoing. I can't tell it here because the story is my column at Afictionado for February. But I can tell you he's lucky to be alive.

Now, did I tease enough for y'all to come read it next month? It's not far off. :o)

And even those who aren't ACFW members can read Aficitonado. All they have to do is go to
http://www.acfw.com

And Pam S., I agree. Be Sweet is a great book. All Di's books are great. :o)

 
At 9:32 PM, Blogger Suzanne said...

One of my most embarrassing ever (and there are so so many to choose from) was several years ago at a pastors conference that I attended with my hubby. We ran into a couple I've known for forever and they were asking me how my marriage was. I thought that was kind of odd but I answered in my usual honesty, "It was hard the first few years but it's getting better, you know, God had helped us both so much..." and on and on I go. Hubby and the other couple are looking at me like I'm weird and it wasn't until later when I brought it up that he told me, "No, Suzanne, they didn't ask how your marriage was, they asked how your PARENTS were."

Eeeek.

 
At 9:56 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Oh boy, Pam, I have enough trouble just speaking English to get my hair done. I don't know how you do it!!

LOL, Jaime!!

Suzanne, that is hilarious!

 
At 3:10 AM, Blogger Pam S. said...

Believe me, Diann, I don't go to the stylist very often. That's why my hair always looks like a sheep dog's. I'm going to make a foray to the kuafor (Turkish for coiffeur or beauty shop) one week from today for a foil and cut. (I felt spurred on to do so after reading Colleen's comments and realizing that I was past due, too.) It will take me the whole next week to build the nerve and confidence I need to accomplish this. The good thing is that he always gives me a demitasse of strong Turkish coffee before we begin. It helps my fortitude, if nothing else.

 
At 12:56 AM, Blogger Melanie said...

My embarrassing moments are many. To make matters worse, I used to feel compelled to turn them into newspaper columns — and actually publish them.

That's why I shouldn't have been surprised when a strange woman kept staring at me in a store the week after I published an column about my one and only attempt at using sticky goo to remove leg hair. There was a sasquatch line involved. So, back to staring woman. When she settled the question of my identiy, she practically shouted: "I know you! You're the hairy leg lady."

Ah, a nickname to cherish.

 
At 4:11 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Now, that is embarrassing, Melanie!! But oh, so funny! I guess we just have to learn to laugh. A lot. As in, all the time. At least *I* do. :-)

 
At 6:57 PM, Blogger Tina said...

The first time I had my hair highlighted professionally, it was by the same "hair artist" who colors hair of some famous people in Nashville, or at least to some people they are. And it was foil all over my head. It was the strangest experience and I looked like an alien. The good news is my hair looked hot afterward at least during the duration of picture taking.

The bad news is that the highlights have grown half way out now, so if you look closely, I have a stripe. I can't afford that kind of highlight job, so I have to grow the highlights out. I can't keep it up!

 

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Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

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Colleen Coble

Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.

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Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.

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Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.

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Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.

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