As a teen I always admired blonde hair, but never had the money to go to a salon to get it done. When I was 17 I attempted to take my hair platinum at home, and fried the hair off my head (literally). I stayed in the darker hues of colour until last April when I started the blonde journey again (slowly). Finally when I got my hair to a light blonde - my 'dream' shade - I realized it wasn't for me.
I dunno, I think it just washes me out. I don't feel like 'me' blonde.
Anyway, last night I freaked out and hauled all the long blonde extensions out of my hair. I took some before pictures and I'll update when the dye finishes processing.
Edited to add picture of the dye I'm using (I can't believe I'm using boxed dye...I hope I don't regret this....) and a picture of my boobs because it was an accidental picture but they look nice and round.



) and a picture of my boobs because it was an accidental picture but they look nice and round.
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That helps calm my fears about. I didn't think to much about how this would hurt my job, but I feel so great I don't care. I've never been this thrilled at dying my hair.

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