The pink in A's hair began to fade so we decided to recolor it. The hair stylist told us that the hardest part, the bleaching, was already done, and we could manage the color at home, thus saving ourselves money every two weeks as it fades. Off to the beauty supply store we went to buy more pink color. Alas, they had no pink, so I talked A into a beautiful shade of turquoise. At least it looked beautiful all over the saleslady's hands when she accidentally broke the bottle on the floor.
The first attempt yielded a horrible shade of pale green. A was so disappointed. She hated it. She said she felt like Anne of Green Gables, who said, "I thought nothing could be as bad as red hair. Green is ten times worse!" A good friend of mine was concerned that she may be in the depths of despair.
On Day 2, we went swimming, which faded the green even more. For the second attempt, I decided to leave the color in longer before rinsing and to rinse with really cold water.
Here, you can see how fabulous the turquoise was supposed to be. This is almost the exact color of the hair sample on the shelf - and the saleslady's hands.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
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