After millions (read: 23) of years of being blonde, my hair appears to completely despise being red. It's completely rebelling and ridding itself of the red every chance it can. Look at it today. The blonde is just creeping out at the ends. It's possessed. I first noticed this phenomenon at Sundance when a random strand popped out
and started rocking its blonde-ness (or, maybe I just wanted an excuse to post this picture....either way). Notice how much darker my hair was then (and it was just like two weeks ago). Freaking emotional hair. It must be hyper-sensitive and crazy like me. Oh, and no, I'm not wearing orange today. I don't know what's going on with the light. I've got a super cute Hello Kitty shirt on, actually. Don't be jealous. :)
After millions (read: 23) of years of being blonde, my hair appears to completely despise being red. It's completely rebelling and ridding itself of the red every chance it can. Look at it today. The blonde is just creeping out at the ends. It's possessed. I first noticed this phenomenon at Sundance when a random strand popped out 
and started rocking its blonde-ness (or, maybe I just wanted an excuse to post this picture....either way). Notice how much darker my hair was then (and it was just like two weeks ago). Freaking emotional hair. It must be hyper-sensitive and crazy like me. Oh, and no, I'm not wearing orange today. I don't know what's going on with the light. I've got a super cute Hello Kitty shirt on, actually. Don't be jealous. :)
1 comment:
oh ya, I had to keep dying red for about a year before it would stay. Wait until summer, the sun bleaches it right out. I've had hair dresser tell me not to put my convertible top down, but... duh!
After a few years, it stays pretty well now. I'm hoping it will just start growing in this color... a girl can dream.
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