Well, I did it. I got my hair colored yesterday, and I am a little further away from the "yahoo, I love, love, love it" than I would like to be. In fact, you might say I'm a little grumpy about it. However, I am reserving judgment until later today when I actually get to do it myself. I should also mention that I am still trying to grow it out, but got a "trim" yesterday. I fear it was more of a "trim" than I wanted. Again, I will reserve judgment until I do it myself.
The reaction of my family:
Daughter: "I like it kind of."
Son: "It doesn't really look much different, but you are beautiful and skinny." (I have trained him so well)
Husband: "It's O.K. (look from me like "gee thanks"), no I mean it's o.k. that your hair is that color." Now that is a resounding endorsement if ever I heard one. He did later tell me he thought he was really going to like it. It seems we are both in "reserving judgment" mode.
Ah well, no big deal it's not like I have anything really big coming up, just a little soiree for 30-40 of my closest friends and a meeting for 150. I am just a little concerned I might look a little unseasonal if this is the theme of my hair:
with an emphasis on the orange, not so much the white and the yellow.
I know I sound like every woman in America (probably around the World for that matter) on any given day, but life would feel so incomplete and empty if we didn't have our hair to b@#$h about wouldn't it?