Every summer, the sun turns the last 3 inches of my hair a light golden brown, many shades lighter than my roots, and I end up looking like I used to dye my hair and just let it grow out awkwardly. And so, at the beginning of most school years, I spend $3 on grocery store hair color and match the ends to the roots. In adventurous years, I sometimes go darker than natural. But
this year, I finally got up the guts to do what I've
always wanted to do. Red.
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I had planned to choose a very safe, very brown auburn. But I took Kirk to the store with me, and he urged me to be a little more daring and try this one, titled "bright auburn." I took one look and thought I'd end up looking like Ariel.
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I went ahead, though, and colored it. It turned out a gorgeous color, definitely the brownest red could possibly be, and I LOVED it. Then I washed it, and it faded. You could barely tell I'd even done anything. I read the box again and noticed that it said for hair longer than shoulder length, you might need two bottles. Thinking the color didn't take due to a lack of saturation, I tried one more time.
It took.
And I felt like Ariel.
But Kirk assures me that it looks good, and after convincing him to take a few pictures, I think I'm liking it. (It looks a little more kool-aide red in person.)
Well, it's fun, and it's spunky, and it's different. In this case, I've decided different is good.
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