I have quite literally spent the last decade shamelessly dying my hair every single colour known to man/hairdresser… From black right through to blonde* and then back again a few times, at one point I got so desperate for new hair colours I left the ‘conventional-hair-colour-spectrum’ completely and tried my luck with deep-purple/violet (…first at age 12, and then again at 20… apparently once wasn’t enough). I’m not really sure what succumbs me each time to make such drastic hair decisions, whether it’s that I am just bored with my look every few months and need an excuse to change it up or whether it’s the Gemini in me, all those personalities… maybe they all need their own hair colour (?). Either way, every few months, like clockwork, I will have an epiphany… I simply cannot live another minute on this earth with this atrocious hair colour/hairstyle… and so, I change it.
From hair past my behind, to hair that doesn’t even tie into a ponytail, to fully embracing my naturally ridiculous curls, to straightening my hair so much it hates me more than I hate it – the relationship I have with my hair is a never ending battle, and well, eventually I plan to win… It may just take a few more disasters/triumphs… And SO today I went back to my roots (pun, well and truly, intended) and dyed my hair its natural colour… mousey brown, with a caramel/gold reflection – so far, so good, but, it has only been five hours.
ANYWAYS Happy HUMP day EVERYONE! Tell me all about your hair colour/style dilemmas below! Would love to hear about them!
* MISTAKE, my hair and emotional stability are both still recovering.