Bring on the blonde jokes!
Yes, your intrepid weblogger has once again gone blonde. I went blonde back in college, but I didn’t have the money to pay a salon for upkeep so I always ended up tending the roots myself (which meant I had dried out straw for hair). Then came the Red Years, which lasted throughout my stay in London. It was a bit heavy and oppressive, much like the English weather. Lately here in Oz I’ve been sitting in the sunshine and thinking that I wanted to be sunshiney myself. So today I took the plunge. My hairdresser convinced me to go with “foils”, which is where they take tiny sections of hair, coat it in the dye, and wrap it in aluminum foil to keep the heat in. I was a little skeptical how I was going to be blonde when he only seemed to be dying half my hair. But I shouldn’t have doubted; it turned out great. So bring on the blonde jokes! I can take it. 🙂
(I would’ve been shy about posting a picture except that my sister – who yesterday saw a recent pic of me – said that my face had gotten a lot thinner and that it looked good. So I’m in a feeling-pretty kinda mood.)