Wednesday, January 5, 2011
The dangers of going to the dark side
Sweet right? Well, let me tell you, those pretty words aside he never really got over the hopes that I would return to the blonder me. Sure he has been the best husband a girl could ask for but deep down he harboured the hopes I would go back to those hair colouring days. So, a year ago, as a thank you to my sweetheart I embraced the light once again. Just like last time my hair turned out great. It was kinda fun to do something different and to wear clothes that never seemed to go with my colouring before. In the end however, I am a brunette. I am a proud brunette. I like my hair just the way God made it, so of course the time came when I had to return to my roots so to speak. Now this is where the aforementioned dangers come in to the story. I chose a box of colour that should be close to my natural look and set about returning my hair to its former glory. Now, did you notice my use of should? Yeah... its black. Not a rich dark chocolate, but black! " ohhh, can I call you Elvira?" asked the love of my life. He means well people, really he does.
So now here I sit, bemoaning my choices to all of you and wondering what can be done. Do I believe my husband when he says it looks fine? Do I rush to the drug store in desperate search of help? Or do I find a hat and slink back to my hairdresser and hope the lecture on home hair colour is short? Hmmm? Any thoughts?
Posted by kibbygirl at 11:56 AM