A Hairy Day

I have a tale of woe for you today Gentle Readers.  Usually daughter #1 takes care of my hair care requirements: you know, trims, dye jobs, styling.  She has a skill for that kind of thing even though she has no training.  After months of hair styling bliss, it happened. The L'Oreal  was not working any more!  Because  I'm Worth It, #1 felt it was time for the big guns:  The Dreaded Hairdresser.  Hairdressers in my experience Do Not Listen.  Ever.  #1 listens most of the time.  I can count on her.

With much trepidation I went to the Dreaded Hairdressers this afternoon.  I've always had really dark brown hair so I wanted that with some gray streaks thrown in.  Then I would never need to colour it again.

I thought something like this would be fine.

It took her two hours to put all the tinfoil on my hair.  At one point I was causing static on the radio playing nearby.

Then it was time for the rinse out of all the hair dying/bleaching stuff goo.  Since I wasn't wearing my glasses I couldn't really see what was going on, but I could tell I had my dark hair back.  The Dreaded Hairdresser sweetly asked if I wanted a trim and I said yes. Big mistake  My hair is almost shoulder length.  I have been growing it out so I could wear it in an oh so chic pony tail.  I pictured leaving the salon with my  shoulder length page boy blowing beautifully in the breeze.  I was psyched!

Sorry, Anna

I was hoping for something like this.

Or even this, with a little more brown.

Hairdressers have a trick now so you can't tell how short they're cutting your hair.  They gather it up in big bunches straight up from the top of your head and make little feathery jabs at it.  Do Not Be Fooled People.  This is a criminal act akin to manslaughter.

Here is what I ended up with:

Photo by hubby in the never ending reno bathroom

What did she do to my hair?!  It is layered, People!  It is short in the front!  It is not all one length!  It will not pony up!

Woe is me.
The End.

The Hair and Now

It's a good thing you gals leave comments. Thanks Becky! I had planned to post a recent photo of Daughter #2 the next day and totally forgot. Here she is... Daughter #2 is on the right, daughter #1 on the left.