I really shouldn’t be so impulsive.
I decided I needed a change in hair color. So instead of investigating it and going to Jenny, my hair dresser – – I got wild and stupid idea to do it myself. I hope this isn’t the mistake I’m thinking it might be.
I’m blonde. The change I’m going for isn’t too awful drastic — I’m going from a light ashen blonde to a strawberry blonde.
Ok – you male-types can stop reading now – – I can sense your utter confusion and hear your snoring from here, ok?
I’m sitting here blogging with my hair all gooped up in a pile on top of my head and have ten more minutes to go for this stuff to develop.
I’m going to turn into a total redhead at this point, I fear.
Why didn’t anyone stop me? Huh??