On Tap for Today

A fun loving, inspired living blog


Today: Major League hair.

[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] The NFL is home to some pretty special hairdos, but MLB could give those guys a run for their (lots and lots of) money.  Let’s see what sort of hair is hiding under those helmets.

Coco’s ‘do is so crisp.

I give this fro an A... get it? He plays for the A's... ok. Cool.

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Manny Ramirez took risks with his hair, and seemingly with… um… needles (loser).

Put a lid on it.

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Randy Johnson reminds me of a truck stop.

Because the only thing better than a sweet mullet is a sweet mullet AND a creeper mustache.

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Jesus? Is that you?  Oh. Hi, Jason Werth.

Too bad he wasn't much of a savior for the Phillies.

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Brian Wilson: Now this is facial hair.

What a Giant beard. Bahaha.

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And my favorite: Dennis Eckersley’s silky, feathered locks.

I want his shampoo.

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I’m not sure what it is about professional athletes, but there is no shortage of material when it comes to the good, the bad and the awesome hair.  Maybe they feel stifled by their uniforms and need a form of expression?  Or maybe they’ve all got El Montro on speed dial.

Also On Tap for Today:

  • Heading to the Cape for the weekend 🙂
  • This would be a good day to eat outside
  • Welcome to Boston, runners!

Who is your Major League hair idol?


Today: Super hair.

[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] Most of the country is getting ready to watch the Super Bowl and/or eat buffalo wings and mini hotdogs.  I’m a vegetarian, so I have a little bit of extra time on my hands.  Time to spend looking at hairdos.


The NFL has seen some pretty amazing hair over the past 91 years.  I wasn’t alive for most of the league’s history, but I can share a few memorable ‘dos from recent years.  Let’s start with a totally bad ass mullet.  That’s always a good place to begin.

The Mullet: Brian Bosworth

Spikes up front, business on the sides (sort of) and one sexy party in the back.

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Holy Monk Hair: Tim Tebow


His teammates gave him this creative 'do. What a gift.

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The Wet Look: Clay Matthews

He whips his hair back 'n forth, Willow Smith style.

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Pac Man, man: Tracy Porter

This man's barber is a true artist. Click the link below for additional evidence.

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Prom Appropriate: Devin Hester

He puts my early 90's French braid to shame.

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The Helmet Under the Helmet: Tom Brady

It's a Beatle, it's a Bieber... it's Zach's neighbor Tom Brady.

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Long and Luscious: Troy Polamalu

My curls are envious.

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Wondering who I’m rooting for this year?  I’m not especially invested in the game (I have a Jane Austen film that’s about to expire on iTunes, vegetables to chop for the week and a workout to squeeze in), but if I had to choose… well, I’ll say it with a scrunchie.


Truly special.

Go, Pack, go to the fireplace and burn your scrunchie collection! I beg you.

Also On Tap for Today:

  • Cracking open House Beautiful’s pink issue (March 2011)
  • This pup‘s rooting for the Steelers
  • Check out these incredible Super Bowl cakes

Who’s your favorite NFL hair model?  And who are you rooting for?



Today: Viva Vidal.

And Viva Portugal… but we’ll save that for another post.

Last night I attended my very first CitySearch Dictators event, hosted by the lovely Christine (thank youuu!).  Fourteen of us met up for a glam gathering at the Vidal Sassoon Salon in the Back Bay for an evening of pampering and socializing.  I have to admit, I wasn’t quite sure what to expect, and had to give my occasionally-introverted self a pep talk while taking a lap around the block before entering the salon.

I'm in the back, with the Hello halo. 🙂

Upon actually arriving (gosh, I hope no one noticed my first walk-by), Julie whisked me off to a salon chair for a consultation.  My hair is naturally very curly, so she suggested a few different options to bring some of the volume from the ends up to my crown.  In other words: she advised me on how not to be a Triangle Head.  Following the consultation, I received a luxe Keratase moisturizing treatment with Ross, a makeup application from Dani Wagener, and met up with Julie again for what may be the straightest, sleekest blowout of my life.  She gave me some great tips.  Can you people move into our condo?  I am sure Nick and Clark won’t mind. I am excellent cook.  And I do laundry. Please?

After being fabformed, I mingled with the other dictators and enjoyed a fresh, dill infused Karlsson’s Vodka cocktail.  It was all very glamorous.  Flossy, flossy.

I’d be remiss to write about our evening at Vidal Sassoon without mentioning the man himself.  Vidal Sassoon recreated the bob in the early 1960’s, making it more exact, geometric, and angular.  While I am not brave enough to have my locks chopped, I love this look.

Added bonus to the night: I ran into Talia at the salon.  She and I transferred to BC at the same time, and she was always a friendly face on campus.  It was great to see her.  Oh, and the goody bags… Lord, the goody bags!

Not bad for a Wednesday, eh?

Also On Tap for Today:

If you could test drive any hairstyle for a day, what would it be?


Today: Make it formal.

tapTonight is Nick’s fraternity formal.  It’s sort of like a high school dance, but half of the people (ourselves included) are old.  Considering last year’s formal started with undergraduate boys performing some sort of choreographed dance and ended with a certain significant other needing to have a tooth replaced, I’m pretty sure things can only improve.  Truth be told, it really wasn’t that bad.  The bathrooms in the fraternity house, however, were that bad.  I feared for my health.

We didn’t have Greek life on campus at BC, but I can totally appreciate their role in bringing like-minded people together.  In that way, the microfiche room in the library (you basically had to become blood brothers with the lady working there to find anything) and, oh, Mary Anne’s were sort of like my fraternities.  Except that I am a girl.

Fraternities might be Greek to me, but nobody loves dressing up and dancing more than me (and other people that love to dress up and dance).  The DJ better play some Michael.

Also On Tap for Today:

  • Get my hair did.  Avanti South just opened in our neighborhood.
  • Laundry, laundry and more laundry.

What sort of secret (or not so secret) society did you belong to as a youngster?

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Today: Get ready for some football!

FootballI thought maybe I was a football widow, until inferred from Wikipedia that that was inherently a bad thing.

I should probably clarify that no, I did not get married and no, Nick did not get mowed down by an errant pigskin.  But yes, I did spend many, many hours home alone while “the games” were on Sunday.  Who knew there was more than one? I guess we need something to fill up the 894 channels.

When I was wee, my parents claimed our TV only broadcast one channel.  On the upside, that one channel was PBS, and I am convinced 3-2-1 Contact made me the inquisitive person I am today.  I also credit that program with my ability to count backward.  The fable of the one channel left me seriously ill-prepared for life with HD cable, however.

So while Nick and his brother watched grown men collide like mating elk (or, more specifically, male elk that want to mate with the female elk… tomato, t0-mating-elk-o), I got into all kinds of trouble.

I went for a long run, did laundry, researched how to wash granite counters, bought granite counter washing supplies, bought a muffin tin, baked muffins, emptied the dishwasher, spent an hour in Home Depot (mostly touching stuff), carried upwards of 10 houseplants into the condo and arranged them in glass vases (pictures to follow), read this month’s Glamour, tested Olay products for my next Shine beauty post and ate some muffin tops off my newly cleaned counter tops.

I also had the privilege and pleasure of accompanying my future-sister-in-law and my current brother-in-the-law-profession to Crate and Barrel for a registry event.  It was amazing.  Everyone should have a registry, impending wedding or not.

One more comment before I go.  Football, it turns out, is also played on Mondays.  And sometimes Thursdays and Fridays.

Also On Tap for Today:

  • Eagerly await new artwork for the condo, ordered after hours of careful research on etsy.com
  • Check out the Daily Mile, thanks to this NYT Well Blog posting
  • Get my hair did!

Who’s watching football this season?  And what do you think should be added to my brother’s registry?

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Today: Fight the frizz.


Hairs are strange.  They rarely do what you want them to do, when you want them to do it.  I want my hair to go to a meeting.  It wants to go to a rave.  I want my hair to be sleek and smooth.  It wants to be curly and crazy.  If hair does answer to a higher power, that power is probably humidity.

It’s too hot out to pick up the hairdryer, let alone the flat iron.  Normally, I just say, When in doubt? Wear a headband.  But this is not normal.  I think my frizz is picking up radio signals from Mars.  Or Utah.  I am fighting a losing battle.

Speaking of hair, my dad will be at the ACDC concert tonight.  I think he should get hair extensions for it.  And jean shorts!

Also On Tap for Today:

  • Have Afghani food for dinner.  Mmm!
  • Buy a hydration belt (weird, I know) for longer runs

How do you tame your mane?  How do  you keep it so perfectly in place?