(For the record, Lindsay's first thought was Pepper Potts.) I finished blow drying, curled it under, and slapped on some makeup for no good reason other than I planned on taking a picture to email to Doug."Ooo Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman!""Or Satine from Moulin Rouge!""Hmm. Yep. Both ... er, escorts."
The picture I sent the hubby. I think he was pleasantly surprised, fortunately. |
Doesn't the gal on this box look thrilled to bits with her hair color? |
I've been bouncing around the idea of going red for years; I'm super pale with bright green eyes, and my dirty blonde hair looks brassy in the summer. Anyway, the dye job isn't perfect. I had highlights that have been seriously neglected, and the blonde pieces really clung to the bright red color. I'm sure my fantastic hair dresser is going to be annoyed with me, but it's not the first time I've made an impulsive hair color decision, and it won't be the last. She's patient and understanding every time I come to her needing a little color tweaking.
Overall I'm happy with the change. I feel sassy and awake and vibrant, which is something I've been searching for since returning from uber-vibrant Bermuda. Carpe diem! It's a semi-permanent dye and should wash out in about 28 washes if I decide I wasn't born to be a redhead after all.
Erin (the aforementioned fantastic hairdresser) thinks I should go a little darker... we've selected Debra-Messing-Red. I'll post a picture in a couple weeks. :)
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