Thursday, December 09, 2010
It really isn't easy being green
As luck would have it (and the hair gods had sympathy on me) I've had FOUR friends in my adult life who have also been professional hair dressers. Whoopee! Now I could get the scoop and ask questions and let them decide what looks good on me.
For the first time in my life I paid one of my hair dresser friends a lot of money to make my natural chestnut brown hair blonde. Blllloooonde. I actually got a lot of compliments on it. It was a bit weird to get used to it at home and I knew it would be a lot of upkeep (read: money) to keep it that shade of honey yellow so it would be a temporary thing.
This week I decided to darken my locks a bit. Just a smidgen to a medium brown with blonde highlights. Once again I paid a lot of money in order to get back to more of a low maintenance 'do. For some reason my hair dresser used an 'ash' on me. And now? My hair is green. Yep. Green. I'm told it will even out a bit in a few days but I am NOT a happy camper. The woman who did this has her own salon so it's not like she mixed a concoction in her kitchen sink. She employs other colorists! I'm about ready to head to the store for a $10 box of L'Oreal and fix this myself. The joy of beauty standards. Maybe I'll just chalk it up to being the Grinch this year. ;)