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Now… many of you know… many of you don't know… my hair isn't naturally this red.  It's actually more like a brown/auburn/not cute color. 🙂  Well, I can hardly remember what I looked like before I was redhead… especially given that our whole branding is sort of based on it.  ❗
 
Well… my hair grows REALLY fast and when I say REALLY fast… I'm NOT kidding!  As in… I get it colored… and two weeks later I'm looking like a hot mess trying to poof up the roots so that no one can tell.  Well, as of yesterday I was at a record FIVE weeks since I had last been to the salon to get it colored.  Yes, you heard me right… that was a record.  Usually, it was every three weeks. CHA-CHING!  $$$$  IT LOOKED BADDDDDDDDDD… I was embarrassed to be seen in public.  EEEEEEKS! 
 
Now, I ADORE my hairdresser and send EVERYONE I know to her.  But given how much FASTER my hair grows in the summer AND our oh so busy schedule… getting to the salon every three weeks would be impossible. 
 
SO… I took the BIG leap of faith and headed over to Sally's Beauty Supply with Mikey.  I paced the floors in there for like thirty minutes… not sure I was buying the right thing.  I kept asking the employees for opinions/advice.  I was driving everyone around me CRAZY!  Heck… I was driving MYSELF crazy because I was acting ridiculous. 
 
We get home and start reading the instructions. I psyched myself out.  Why?  Because it said I needed to put in color remover to get rid of the old stuff.  So, I start googling… OMG… the HORROR stories I read. I couldn't sleep.  Seriously… I can NOT believe how OVERLY dramatic I was being!!!!!  OTT would be an understatement.  Afterall… tomorrow is my birthday, doesn't everyone want to be hot for their birthday?! 
 
This morning I woke up… called Sally's and asked their advice again.  The lady on the other end of the line said, "Are you the girl who's dying her hair red who was in here last night?"
 
My response… "…uhm… yes…" 
 
"We told you how to do it yesterday, you don't need anything else."  Clearly…. she was annoyed. 
 
I hung up and just went for it.  Really… Mikey did it.  🙂  NEVER have I had a stylist who was so handsome!   He didn't want to get dye all over his clothes so he was in his underwear.  Yeah… tough life, right?!  😀  (He'll kill me for telling you that)  
 
Right as he finishes touching up my roots… we start to notice that the bottle is nearly empty.  OH NO!!!! WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH!!!!!!  Mike THROWS on his clothes and RUNS out the door while I'm starting to cry and of COURSE thinking that I've made a TERRIBLE mistake in deciding to do this on my own.  I continue rubbing the hair dye in.  Five minutes later I called him… "false alarm… we had enough."  WHEW!!!!!!!!
 
I'm not quite sure why I feel the need to blog this… I guess because this was such a traumatic experience for my drama queen self that I felt the need to share.  
 
After all of the FREAKING out, I think it turned out great!  Mikey is an expert colorer.   
 
I took a picture with my little installed webcam on my Mac… and here are the results.  Not as vibrant as I like but given the convenience and cost factor… I'm sold! (PS. the dark roots are an illusion… I swear it's all the same color 😉 )
 
 
 
That's all I had to say.  🙂  
 
Lots of wedding posts coming sooooooon! 😀
 
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