Once upon a time, I thought it would be fun to dye my hair red. A few minutes after I put the dye on my hair, I changed my mind. I rinsed it out as quickly as I could, but my hair still had a very faint pink tint for a few weeks after that.
It was quite a long time before I was tempted to venture once again into the world of hair color. A year or so ago, I had some partial highlights put in. Daring, I know. But it looked so much better than the Pixie Pink experiment, and it started me thinking that maybe Icould do something a little more bold.
After
The side effects of having a baby can put a bit of a ding in a girl’s self-esteem. Between the strange, scaly complexion — I’m not one of those ladies who “glow” when pregnant — and the walrus-esque silhouette, I wasn’t feeling all that great about myself for the last few months of the pregnancy. And although the scaliness finally went away and some of the roundness has subsided, I still needed a little pick-me-up once my Percoset ran out. (Kidding. About the Percoset.)
I shared this with Rockford, and he sprang into action. He called the hair salon and made an appointment for a haircut. And color.
It turns out I was ready to be a little more bold.
According to Marie Claire — which was the only magazine within reach — coloring your hair brown is a clear cry for help. They pointed to Michelle Williams, who apparently dyed her hair brown after a breakup.
Give me a break, Marie Claire. Although I’m willing to concede that hormones may have influenced my decision, I don’t see this as a cry for help. Unless I’m crying, “Help! I’m far too fabulous!”
(Also kidding. I do like the new hair color, but I’m going to need a Tim Gunn intervention before I can claim fabulocity.)