Posted in Beauty, books

Hair and Happy Book Endings


I have two plans for today:

  1. Wear the stretch back into these jeans I accidentally put in the dryer on high.
  2. Put the highlights back into my hair.

If you hadn’t noticed, I like to change colors frequently.  I’ve been coloring my hair since I was fifteen, using temporary color, and since my twenties, using permanent color and bleach.  In my years of experimentation, I’ve become expert in what does and does not work with my hair.  Miss Clairol does not.  L’Oreal does.  Natural Instincts (by Clairol) does.  Garnier Nutrisse does not.  Feria, by L’Oreal, works the best (though it is also the brand most likely to bring out the red in my hair, and is also the brand least likely to end up as the color advertised.  I always use Champagne Cocktail) when I want to be blonder.  L’Oreal Couleur Experte Express Two-in-One Multi Tonal Permanent Hair Color System (whew!) in Vanilla Icing is what I use when I want a base color that is closer to my natural, dark ash blonde, with highlights.

Generally, I do the base color one day, then do the highlights the next.  This is a) to let my hair rest, and b) because I am lazy.  Last night I did the base color, so tonight I will do the highlights.

Coloring my hair is therapeutic for me.  Some people drink to relieve stress.  Some people work out.  I color my hair.  I find the smell of the chemicals to be relaxing.  Yes, I just wrote that.  Yes, I am not quite right.

Meanwhile, I finished the book I had started.  The one I was worried I wouldn’t enjoy because it read to much like LANE.  I am so glad I kept going!  Ten Girls to Watch, by Charity Shumway is now part of the permanent collection of my favorite books.  I was literally dog-earing pages so I could go back and reread bits.  I’ll give you a full review later, but for now, go get this book!  It is Chick Lit, but it is intelligent, introspective, and never takes the expected, rote route.  Neither the women, nor the men were caricatures, and the relationships looked like ones I have, or would like to have.  Big, big, big 5 out of 5 stars from me.

Posted in Style

Blonde on the Inside


In the past 8 weeks, I have colored my hair 7 times.  That’s probably bad.

It started like this:  I decided to go red and used a permanent color (John Frieda), which was really gorgeous, but I had huge streaks of blonde where the color didn’t take well in the back.  So, I grabbed a semi-permanent (no ammonia) color (Natural Instincts) and colored over to get everything.  It was all right, but a little dark.  Still, those semi-perms wash out swiftly, and as much as I swim, I figured I’d be set.

I didn’t account for growth and blonde roots.  After a couple of weeks, I started looking like one of those sad elderly women, whose gray roots are showing out of their bottle-red heads.  So, I grabbed another John Frieda and did myself up right.

Somewhere in the early part of last week, I became extremely tired of having to color in my eyebrows every day.  Jeez!  And style my hair.  Because red hair looks crummy on me if I don’t style it.  I was also finished pretending to be a redhead.  So, as I have done many times in the past, I grabbed up a lighter shade of red from Feria and started easing my way back into blonde.  Ugliest color ever.  I gave it a few days, then grabbed a baby blonde from Feria (as I have done before) and–it did not change the color at all.  Save for the virgin growth at the roots.  Nice.

I had bright, strawberry blonde hair and white roots.

Last night, after pricing out color corrections and the amount of time it would take, I gave up and went back to WalGreens for another semi-permanent color.  This time a L’Oreal in a dark brown.  To kill the freakish red.  So, I have a dark reddish brown head of really well styled hair.

Thank dog it’s just hair, and my husband likes it.  (And it’s still not as bad as that time a salon gave me chemical burns!)