Hair color thoughts from a slightly tipsy woman straight out of the shower.

What was I thinking of in there? First of all- I was thinking that I used the adjective that may have been simultaneously invented by tons of people recently- “I think I need to go take a shower, I am feeling a bit Monique-y

or, should it be “Moniquesque“? That sounds a little classier.

Anyways,

Is “simulataniously” even a word?

Hair color. Last time I needed to color my hair, I couldn’t find my normal box. So I looked through the range that was closest to the one I was used to, and found the girl who looked like she was having the best time with her hair color. And it seemed to work. I had a positive attitude, things seemed to go right, the cute boy was talking to me when he really didn’t need to. I felt it was the hair color. Maybe this one, even though I feared it was a bit too dark, really suited me. It wasn’t red, or purple, or ashy. It was pretty close to the color of most of the hair growing out of my head. It was my ticket to success, probably.

Cut to five weeks later. My natural highlights were starting to shine through. Now, if I was the sort of person who felt I needed to keep the hair color that some divine spirit gave me, my hair would be AWESOME. I don’t have that squiggly, crazy textured, dull, gray hair. I have brilliant, thick, shiny, healthy, platinum highlights. It’s like, freakin’, what are those strands of thoughts in the Harry Potter books? These rouge hairs are like precious metal. But I didn’t want them when they first showed up at the age of 27 years, 6 months and one day, and I don’t want them now somewhere between 2 and however many years later… let’s stick with two.

I went to the hair color aisle to find the happy, confident, dark brown hair lady… and she was gone. all of the slots were filled, she had just been replaced. Perhaps I should have written down the number and the name of the shade. But, for some reason I thought I could get by memorizing the model on the box, darn it!

Why do certain brands have to change their models so often? It could be that a lot of women are like me- I refuse to buy a color that might work if the girl on the box looks a little too snooty. Why can’t they all be like Colorsilk, who have had the same boxes since 1974?

I went with the Root Touch Up, which is only $1.50 less than a whole bottle of color, but “matches” a wide range of colors. I’ll see how it works out tomorrow.

Aha! A little research has brought me to this page! and rendered this whole post irrelevant.

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