That's what the stylist said to the hair color specialist at my hair appointment two weeks ago.
I decided I wanted to dye my hair when I was pregnant with Gideon. At the time I was nervous about making decisions about my appearance while riding the hormone rollercoaster (I had already cut my hair short and didn't like it). I was also uncomfortable using harsh chemicals while pregnant.
After Gideon was born I wondered about whether I should dye it at home or go to a salon. I wondered if it was worth the expense. If it was worth the chance that I might very well hate it the moment it was done. I am, uh, not a very decisive person. But finally, after asking many friends, reading many reviews, and much encouragement from Silas, I made a hair appointment at MCN.
The fact that I had never dyed my hair was quite exciting to my stylist. She chatted away while she handed me a spa robe to change into. The hair color specialist told me it made things less complicated then asked me if I wanted water or coffee. I explained that not only had I never dyed my hair, but I hadn't been to a salon to have it cut since highschool because I cut it myself. Another revelation.
Here is the result. I don't love taking self portraits. I don't have a clicker thingy and it's next to impossible to keep self portraits from looking myspacey. But, because I love you, here are a few pictures.
Will I keep it up? I'd like to... but I'm afraid I might be having a mild allergic reaction to the dye. I'll give it a few weeks and see.