So I finally couldn’t resist scratching the itch. Which itch, you say? The hair dyeing itch.
After maybe two years of not doing it I was determined to do it last night. Now, I hadn’t noticed at the store, but the “funky” hair dye I had picked out already came with a small bleaching kit. So I used that rather than the “Super Blonde” I had bought last night. It was not enough bleach, even for my newly thinned hair (thanks pregnancy hormones), and I look pretty ridiculous. You know how so many teenagers were doing this weird black and blonde combo a few years ago? Yeah, it’s about that good looking this morning. I do however don’t think I look awful as a blonde, when just about everyone thought it wouldn’t look right. I don’t know, I’ve always had a strawberry light brown sort of shade and the blonde from the bleach kit kind of looks like a strawberry blonde in some spots. /shrug
I posted a pic on Facebook before I rinsed it all out, that’s what the granules are by the way, and not a single comment occurred so I’m not sure if people just ignored it or think I’m crazy. Either way, it’s a little strange having a weird hair color. Yes, blonde is weird to me.
It’s also made me notice that we don’t have mirrors in our apartment. I mean, we have the one in the bathroom and I’ve learned to ignore the one over the wet-bar (yep, it’s an OLD apartment) but I think it says a lot about how insecure we are. I don’t want to delve into this right now. Honestly, I’m sure I could share way too much and spend too much doing it. As it is I’m going to have to bleach out my hair again tomorrow night. I know I said I wanted to go purple or blue, but I think I’ll be blonde for a while.