I’m getting my hair cut and colored tonight.
I long for the good old days, when I could just say, “I’m getting my hair cut tonight.” But alas, I am old, and with old age and 3 children and 17 blogs comes gray hair. I started coloring my hair for fun a few years ago. I was so cute, using those little boxes of color that wash out in 4 weeks. Hair color was fun and exciting then! Now it’s a big ole’ hassle every 5 weeks. When I decided I needed to color more often, I started out doing it myself. I was trying to be cheap. I soon discovered that my hair stylist is worth every dollar he charges me to color my hair. EVERY SINGLE DOLLAR! No more hair dye messes in the shower and the bathroom sink and on my t-shirts and old towels. All of those spots I couldn’t reach in the back because my arms weren’t long enough? Yeah, I’m sure that was a hot look.
Oh, and another thing – I swear, the natural color of my hair has changed in the past few years. Is that even possible? When I was younger, my hair was always a dark brown. I currently color is a few shades lighter than my original natural color, with some auburn tones thrown in. But my roots (aside from the gray ones) are this washed out black color. What the hell is THAT all about?
For those of you who color your hair to cover the gray, how often do you do it? My stylist originally started me out on every 6 weeks, which I guess is the norm, but I’m finding I need new color every 4 1/2 to 5 weeks. Maybe I’m just picky, but I can’t stand to see those gray roots popping up. I make fun of people like that!
Speaking of bad dye jobs, I took this picture at my daughter’s 5th grade graduation back in May. This is a hair dye don’t, if I ever saw one! I promise, I did NOT alter this picture in any way. Her hair really is striped with highlights. Those have to be the worst highlights I’ve ever seen in my life. I should start my own collection of bad hair pictures, based off this: