I have cool skin and do not want brassy yellow hair. No matter who does it or how much I pay, I wind up with brassy hair. But the end of the two to three hours of the appointment, I am always disappointed but cannot manage to ever say, "Why is my hair yellow? I carefully explained to you that I did not want yellow." I don't say anything.
Ignore the red face from my attempt to fix my wonky brows |
I got yellow hair. Of course.
I was pleasantly happy anyway. She curled the ends and it looked much better than before, but still yellow. Then I picked up my kids and Tascha said, "How come you are so happy, you didn't get the color you wanted?" She was right. fucking yellow hair. I then continued complaining all the way to the dentist. While waiting, I played around with Perfect365 and "photoshopped" a picture of me with ash blonde highlights. Nick says it looks like I have gray hair.
Maybe he's right. Ash blonde is sort of gray. And now that I'm 44, that's not far away. I think I need to embrace my yellow hair. Well at least until my next appointment in June.
The highlights of my dreams.... |
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