Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Dramatic hair? Yeah! Yeah!

Well, I decided that it has been too long since I had anything done with my hair. Just before my birthday, in October last year, in fact. Doesn't time fly?

As I mentioned in my post back then, I was sick of spending lots of money and only getting subtle (read "totally unnoticeable") results. This time I went to a different hairdressing salon, with younger, "trendier" hairdressers. You know the sort... overdyed black hair with blue or purple streaks. I figured anyone with bright blue in their hair would not err too much on the side of caution, lol.

Turned out to be a good decision, I think. Nothing cautious or subtle about my hair this time. It's dramatic, and I love it.




The funniest part of this is that it still took Steve a full 5 minutes of me standing next to him, to notice! Then his eyes went wide, he started laughing, and asked why my hair is pink. "That's the colour my hair is now, that's why." The blonde foils at the front have picked up some of the red, but they tell me that should settle down after a wash or two. Not that I mind being a strawberry blonde though. Steve says it will grow on him, and all that matters is that I'm happy with it. No worries there, as I couldn't be more happy with it. Not so sure it will match the outfit I plan on wearing to a friend's wedding, but I'll worry about that later, lol.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Spicing up the blah

OK folks, there's only 3 days until my birthday. My 35th birthday. After Tuesday I'm on that downhill slide to 40.

Not that I feel like I've been around for 35 years... Yeah, ok, some days I feel OLD - stiff neck, sore back, creaking joints - but mostly, I still feel the same as I did in my 20s. Nothing has changed.

Maybe that's the problem - nothing has changed! I'm still the same boring, blah that I've always been.

So what can I do about it?

Let's take stock:
Attitude - lost cause. I'm pretty set in my ways, and basically too lazy to change. Let's move on.
Body - showing some signs of age and "middle-aged-spread". I go to the gym, but I love my chocolate and junk food, so it's a slow work-in-progress. Ok, check.
Features - average but ok. I've got a slightly lopsided head which really only is noticable in photos, but makes buying sunnies a major drama. Can't change that!
Hair - too fine and not enough of it to do anything much with in the way of style. I can colour it, though...

Hair colour is the quickest fix for a case of the Blahs. As an added bonus, the colour actually swells each hair shaft, so for a while, I can have thicker, fuller hair. Iknow, I know! Those of you with thick hair probably wish for finer hair, but personally, I'm kinda over being able to see my scalp through my fine hair. A hairdresser once told me I had hair like Maggie Tabberer. What?! Oh...um...thanks for that, but I'm not exactly taking it as a compliment.

So I phone my hairdressers to make an appointment to have some foils done. How long has it been since I had them done last? I'm not sure, March maybe? They check their computer. Turns out it was December last year! Oh well. I should point out at this point, that I am NOT and have never been one of those "trim every six weeks" type of people, nor am I a "product" person. I'm more the "wash it, let it dry naturally and leave it loose" type.

Since I have a bit of natural copper in amongst the "boring brown", I've gone with a coppery red colour along with the blonde. I'd put a photo in except that you wouldn't be able to tell. Why is that? It's because hairdressers ALWAYS think they know your hair better than you do.

I'm sure that "As your hair is so fine we're only doing each colour in small sections so that you don't get a big blob of colour in one place" is fine in theory, but each section of colour is so small (I swear it can't be more than a dozen strands) that when it's all brushed nicely and sitting in the right place, the sections spread out a bit and... YOU CAN BARELY SEE THE COLOURS!

I can see them because I know they're there, but my husband is wondering how the hairdressers can charge $75 for a fringe trim (the only thing I had done that he can actually see at a glance). It really takes the "feel good" out of having your hair done, if nobody notices. Next time I'm demanding "dramatic".