Or bright copper hair, take your pick.
Last night, the Taters and DivaMom came over for dinner. I offered to feed them all in return for Mom coloring my hair. See, I would love to be able to go to the salon to do that, but Tater just had hers done last week and it set her back a whopping $75!!!! So I'm not doing that. I instead, bought a $20 thing at Wal*Mart and went for it.
Silly me.
It's the same brand I got last time, just a different color. Very dark brown hair doesn't take kindly to home highlights. Make a note of that. Especially if you have very dark brown hair. Now, go to the salon and they can give you some gorgeous blonde-y streaks in your very dark brown hair and you will be ravishingly beautiful, but give yourself home highlights and you will end up red. It's guaranteed.
Now, I fully realized that, according to the box, my hair would have some red in it when it was all said and done. I knew this going in and I was okay with it. In fact, I had a box of actual red haircolor in my cart and then opted to just go with my natural color instead. See, the stuff I used is an all-over color with highlights all in one box. You color your hair and then, while it's still chemically vulnerable, you slap some highlights in it. I'm okay with red hair and actually wanted to be Molly Ringwald when I was a teenager. I love red hair. I married a red-headed man, for cryin' out loud. But I've also seen some of those old ladies out at the casino who dye their hair like, cherry Lifesaver red or orange Livesaver orange and eh, I'm only on the brink of 33 and am just not ready to have my head look like a hard candy.
Last time, when Tater colored my hair, the color we used was called "Truffle". This is we used "Chocolate Macaroon". I should probably stay away from candy/cookie/pastry-type colors from now on.
The kids went to bed before we were done and when they got up this morning I was about halfway through flat-ironing my hair. Abby stumbled out of her room, leaned on the bathroom door frame and dryly said, "Hmh. Your hair is the color of pennies. Bright, shiny new ones."
I was born a semi-diva. I married a redneck. Through the magic of osmosis or just because of a serious lack of sophistication over the years I have found a balance of the two that make me who I am today. And then I write about it all, much to the chagrin of my mother.
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Diva! That is the stuff PHPHPH pics are supposed to be off, not your family....hair color! Show us your money, I ummmm, mean hair!
LMAO!!! I needed that laugh...thank you!
I love food named hair products! My hair is "chocolate mocha"!
Courtney
Mrs., when I started posting PhPhPh pics I hadn't taken any of my hair yet and the batteries in my camera weren't charged! But today the batteries are charged and pictures will be taken. Rest assured.
Andi, obviously other people do, too, because I always get tons of compliments on my hair right after I do this to myself. I should just stop complaining huh.
MamaK, my Abby has a way of just telling it like it is. I love that kid so much there are times I'd like to pinch her till she squeals. LOL
Starlit, yours actually looks like chocolate mocha! Mine looks like pennies dipped in a very thin chocolatey glaze and then rinsed off.
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