I have a philosophy: Major change of life calls for change of hair.
I sheared my hair off and donated it to Locks of Love (which consoles me as it looks horrifically like a chia pet while growing out) in December. We'll call that the "moving in with Scotsman to a far-flung suburb town" change.
Well, with the other changes going on in my lie, I figured something needed to be done.
(dark dark dark)
(aaaaand slightly less dark)
The color is "Honeydip", which sounds ridiculous to me. But it's labeled as a "dark golden blonde", and I've never been a blonde before, so I took a chance. I think it brought some of my natural orange out (ick), but it definitely also lightened the brown. Success!
I think it's also got some bronze tints in it, which I'm torn over. On the one hand...new and interesting! On the other....not terribly natural looking! But it works when I tart up (see photo with makeup, above), so who am I to complain?
Labels: life, randomness