So I’ve been coloring my hair since my Junior year in High School, when I was positive I would look amazing with burgundy hair and my mother had finally given up telling me “NO” and that “I really wouldn’t” and “I couldn’t pull it off”, and just let me learn the hard way.
It was bad… but in my stubborn teen rebellion I said I loved it and kept it that color for a year.
As the years continued I went through all the colors of the rainbow; red, really red, pink, purple, blue, white, black/green (that last one was an accident) and the classic blonde which I sported between all the other colors.
But last week I had a novel idea… I should go back to my natural hair color… YES! It’s a color I haven’t done in years and I’ll look amazing!!!
Cheryl (my loyal hairdresser): WHAT?! WHY??
Me: I don’t know, it could be fun, and I don’t really know what it is, so it will be like a nice hair reunion!
Cheryl: So how am I suppose to know what it is?
Me: Can’t you check my… you know.
Cheryl: Your carpet?
Me: NO! My roots! Geez woman!!
Cheryl: Sorry! I never know what you’re gonna say!!
Me: Well not that!!
Cheryl: Okay let me look at your roots… yep, it’s brown.
Me: What?? No it’s not! Are you sure it’s not something like a reddish, blondish, brownish hue?
Cheryl: Uhh, let me recheck… nope… brown.
Me: Well this reunion is gonna suck.