Becoming a Romance Fantasy Heroine: Hair

Princesses, of course, get fabulous hairstyles:

But a heroine in a story needs something practical. I always felt sorry for Rapunzel and figured she’d shave her head the first chance she got. Notice how in the latest Disney fairytale, the heroines get simple hair: one braid or two for Elsa and Anna. Easy to manage.

And in the latest reality/fantasy TV show The Quest, the heroines look practically perfect even though they battle the forces of darkness. They don’t let their fashion suffer!

When I went to the renaissance fair with my lover this summer, I found an awesome tool for hairstyles that I love to use even in reality.

IMG_0593It has dozens of ways to form the metal rings, and it keeps your hair back in a bun or a ponytail so you can fight the villian without hair blowing in your face.

Of course, since I was at the fair, I also needed to get my hair done in braids with flowers and glitter sprinkled all over:

IMG_0557What would your ideal hairstyle be if you were a romance fantasy heroine?

 

 

 

Becoming a Romance Heroine: The Bondage Dress

I hope you’re having a fabulous evening. I know yesterday I said this post would be “the first date.” It still is, but since it’s the Erotica Blog Hop, I decided “The Bondage Dress” had a racier sound.

I’ve gone back and forth about posting the picture because I really didn’t pick out the dress thinking about bondage (it’s not my kink). After the comments in the Shoes post, I realized the dress looked totally bondage style. But I suspect every good romance heroine trying to snag her alpha male has something of a hint of bondage (like sandals 🙂 )

So here is the new dress I bought for my first date as a Romance Heroine:

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It has a gold circular collar and then a long chain down the back (I know, how could I not think bondage on seeing it).

So now I had my nails done, my new shoes my lover bought me and my new dress. Here is the first date as a romance heroine written in the style of a romance story:

I stood at the door and took a deep breath. He hadn’t told me what we were doing that evening, so I could be way overdressed. And what if I looked ridiculous? This was way beyond my usual style.

I rolled my shoulders back and stood tall in my high heels. Fuck it. We always had fun and could just laugh off my attempt at being a romance heroine if I didn’t look as good as I hoped. 

I let myself in and was immediately invited to the back porch by the sound of the fountain flowing outside. I stepped out onto the patio and saw he had a drink ready for me in a dark cobalt glass. He was dressed a lot more casually in shorts that showed off his muscular legs and a dark t-shirt, but the look on his face told me I had dressed exactly right.

“Hey Drake,” I said, clutching my purse in my hands. I still had something I needed to ask him and found myself nervous over that too.

Instead of saying anything, he stood up and offered me the blue glass. He watched as I took a sip, and I could feel heat between us even though we didn’t touch. I gave him back the glass, and he finally said, “You look great.”

My face flushed as I thanked him. “Could you do me a favor?”

His eyes were still taking me in as he said, “Anything.”

I rolled my lips together. “I need pictures for my blog, like of my shoes and nails and this dress. You know, for the romance heroine series.”

“I get to take pictures of you looking like this?”

I smiled and shed all my nervousness. I have no idea what he had planned for that evening, but whatever it was, we never got to it. I’ll close the door here since this is my actual life, but the rest of the night was smokin’ hot.

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Becoming a Romance Heroine: Shoes

I will probably revisit shoes several times throughout this journey because I just don’t understand the fascination. When I watched Sex in the City, I was often boggled by Carrie going into debt so many times over shoes. Perhaps it’s how I was reared. I had one pair of school shoes, one pair of dress shoes and one pair of sandals. The irony is my mom was actually a secret shoe-aholic, and when my dad started earning more money, she slowly garnered herself a closet full of shoes.

In any case, romance heroines also seem to love shoes, and so I must go on this quest to discover why.

Recently, I had a chat with my lover about heels, which went something like this:

Lover: “Why don’t you wear heels more often?”

Me: “Because they hurt my freaking feet. Besides, I find sandals to be sexier, especially if the toe nails are painted.”

There are two things wrong with my statement. The first problem is, if you read yesterday’s post, you know I don’t keep my nails painted. The second problem is, I hadn’t bought my new sandals for the summer yet, and so what he saw were these:

photo (8) I know, right? Horrible.

Later that afternoon, I got a phone call from him. “I think I found a compromise. What’s your shoe size?” When he returned, he had a pair of sandals that were heels. I thought maybe he had missed the part where I told him that heels hurt my feet, but these were wedge heels and strangely more comfortable than spikes. Here they are with the classic red nail polish from yesterday:

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My lover really likes it when I wear these shoes. He says I walk with more confidence. I wonder if the confidence comes from being taller or if when I look down at my toe nails painted a pretty red and my foot wrapped in cute straps I feel sexy?

Becoming a Romance Heroine

I’m a very casual, love-me-as-I-am kind of person. Most writers I meet are. Maybe it’s the area of the US I live in, but we wouldn’t win beauty contests. I have always been much more interested in the stories in my head than my outward appearance. Not that I’m a slob by any means, but I don’t do things like keep my nails polished or spend an hour on my hair or care about the latest fashion.

I also believe in romance for all, so my characters don’t tend to be the typical alphas that you might run across in a romance novel. In Through the Paintings, the heroine is a baker and barista who wakes up at three in the morning to get her cafe open and has no time for fashion. Her soon to be lover is an artist–a gorgeous one yes, but has too much of a creative drive to be the typical domineering or broody hero.

But the romance book I’m currently reading has what I consider to be the penultimate stereo types of romance characters. The woman is independently wealthy, loves shoes, does things like waxing her body and teaches yoga. The man is a broody ex-movie star who buys her tons of stuff including a room full of roses and rents an entire restaurant just for the two of them one night. I won’t name the book because I don’t much care for it. It has no tension: it’s just a series of dates with sex scenes that are kind of phoning it in. But it is a New York Times best seller, so obviously these are characters that people really enjoy reading about.

I’m curious. What is it like to be a romance heroine? My current lover is much more of an Alpha male than I usually date, and though he has definitely past the “love-me-as-I-am” part, I know he would really enjoy if I dressed up more often. He even recently bought me a new pair of shoes which other women might squeal over. So this summer, I’m going to become a romance heroine. I’ll post each week the things I’ve done to improve my appearance along with how one of my dates went–if I think it was better or not with the new looks.

In fact, I’ve already started with my nails. I’m doing the classic red look this week:

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Come back tomorrow to see the shoes 🙂