I don't know if I'm allowed to be the Blonde Blogshell anymore. I went to the hairdresser yesterday to basically touch up my blonde highlights and walked out a brunette. A deep dark chocolate brunette. I was quiet the entire time the dye was being applied. My stomach was a knot, but I kept reminding myself it's just hair colour.
I will never touch my length ever again and I've been a little bored of my blonde...and yet...I've never been brave enough.
I bit the bullet and did it. I mean it's not like I'm going all Britney Spears and shaving my head or chopping the lot off... it's just brunette.
I sobbed. Oh did I cry. I cried when I tried so hard not to. I had my hairdresser looking at me, his assistant and the other patrons all looking at me, while my lip quivered, the lump in my throat rose and my eyes watered. Eventually my face just crumpled and I ended up crying! It was such a shock to see and it's not that I don't like it, I just have to get used to it. I'm so used to seeing light blonde hair around my face...for 25 years...that seeing dark was...WEIRD!!
I really have to get used to it.
Don't have much to blog at the moment... no real news... but hey... here's my rivetting post!!
PS> I'm finally going to find out: Do Blondes really have more fun??