In the interests of recording the minutiae of
my life, you can mark 20 February 2013 on your calendars as the day I switched
to brunette. Momentous news, no
doubt. I have been a brunette for a
short period once before, when I was 21-ish.
It was a very dark and reddish colour.
This time, it is a warm brown with coppery undertones. I am not yet fond of it; I was hoping for
something closer to my dark blonde/light brown natural colour. It’s a semi so hopefully it will fade quickly
to a more flattering tone.
Blonde-A (a self-absorbed peroxide addict) is
horrified by this turn of events. (She lives somewhere in my brain, next to Skinny-A
but far away from Chocolate-Bikkies-Are-My-BFF-A). She points out that blonde looks so much
better with a pink dress, or a dark blue suit.
Brunette-A (as Usher so eloquently put it, she’s a lady on the streets
but a freak in the bed) says piffle, you look so much more SERIOUS and
PROFESHUNAL now. Both are full of
shit.
That is more than enough about a change of hair
colour, ffs. No big deal, I tell
myself. Ha.
Photos? HA
HA NO. I’m not that confident about it yet. I’m already cacking my pants about whether it
will match the dress/lipstick combo I chose for this weekend’s wedding festivities
for my aunt.
this is exciting! i'm totes going natural next time i get my hair done too. can't wait, although it will be quite a change. i love you as a brunette and a blonde. loving all these wee updates on your life. i am following the house buying process with great interest :) x
ReplyDeleteThanks Sarah :) yay for natural (though i hope your attempt achieves a colour closer to your own than mine!). Am consumed by real estate - sorry - this is a space to vent about it so it doesn't become my only conversation.... eek. Hope all is well in Londontown x
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