Back in college, I thought it would be fun to dye my hair purple. And for the last six years, I’ve been entertaining thoughts of cherry red chunks of color – one on each side of my part. Both fun and artsy ideas, that I have never had the guts to try. So, here I am, on the cusp of a new hair cut, knowing that before the summer is over (maybe even before the week is over) I’ll be cutting off approximately ten inches of hair and going back to a chin-length style. Why not have a last little bit of fun with the long hair?
I took my nine-year-old with me to the drug store to pick out some dye last night, and told him that if he wanted a little fluff of color in the front of his hair, I wouldn’t mind. He was game, and we spent the next ten minutes debating the merits of blue over purple and green over red.
I got talked into green.
And it’s not so much “chunks” as it is wild strands of varying intesities of green & strawberry blonde. Not exactly what I was going for, but fun nonetheless.
I don’t think I left the dye in long enough. Either that, or I just didn’t saturate the hair enough with it. While I like the chartreusey color I ended up with, it kind of reminds me of a blond dye job gone horribly wrong. That’s why, as I type, I have more green glop atop my head.
Before I go in for a hair cut, I may just add a little blue to the mix.
This is as much fun as tub-dying my t-shirts
I wonder what I’ll look like tomorrow?