Hypocrite

So not long ago, I posted something somewhere about quitting dying my hair. After today, I take it all back. All of it. Every syllable.

I can't say how long it has been since my hair was blonde. A LONG TIME. I went to my sister-in-law's salon Avenue 45 in Lakeside today with something drastic in mind. The poor girl must think I am bi-polar. Everyone must, for that matter.

My hair was au naturel. No dye since before my pixie cut last November. No product. Nothing. Brown. Scratch that. MOUSE brown. And ugly. Drab. Not in tune with my sparkling personality at all. I went a little nute, though, and fear I may have overdone it.

My tresses are now dark blonde with VERY light highlights. There is really no telling how long it will stay that way, but it will be at least until the summer is done. Oddly, I feel younger. I can't walk past a mirror without making sure its really me. It looks strange, but truth, as they say, is stranger than fiction.

I'm trying to grow this disaster out, so I think once it hits my shoulders it will go back to being dark. But in the meantime, I am enjoying life on the lighter side of things. Its a little weird, but I don't mind. I'll be back to my dark side soon enough. I'm trying to enjoy being a blonde, and you'll excuse me if I'm a bit more flaky than usual.