I've had one hair cut and color since. I bought zero product, I had an apprenticing stylist and I paid less than half the price of the 400 dollar cut. Nope, it wasn't as easy to syle on my own, but it looked ok, I thought.
Then, lastnight, I was looking through pictures, trying to find a close up of me, for a flip book of our family, I am making for Ryder. I scanned through hundreds of photos and decided, ofcorse, that I loved my hair when it was dark. (The grass is always greener, I probably went blond after surfing through pictures, loving myself as a blond...) anyway, I decided then and there that I need to go back dark. I happened to have a box of hair color leftover from a previous spontaneous urge that I ran out of time to carry out, so this morning, during Ryder's nap, I opened it. I pulled on the plastic gloves and prayed I had enough time to make this happen before Ryder woke up. I did. OMG!!! Horrid!!!!!!!!!!! Talk about mistake in a box!!! My hair is sooo black, it looks blueish. I was in such a hurry that I slopped the dye all over my ears, neck and chest (yep, I applied this naked, thinking it would be quickest to hop in the shower after the thirty minutes, killing 2 birds with one stone- hair colored and weekly shower accomplished. Ha ha!!) Anyway, I didn't even notice the dye staining my skin, until Marty pointed it out, 4 hours later!!!!!!!!!!!
Here it is. Ugh!!! Looks even worse in person...maybe it will just take some getting used to..here's hoping.