In the last 30 years as hair dyes have become available to the nonprofessionals, we’ve learned to color or bleach our own hair. In the first stages it seems so innocent. We can go to the drugstore or Wal-mart and select just about any color we like! It started simply enough for me. I was fourteen with drab, brown hair and I wanted to jazz up my hair a little. So, I bought a package of Flaming Red dye. When I un-capped the bottle and got my first whiff of peroxide, I was hooked.
The fun didn’t stop there! I tried every shade of red, before my addiction progressed to blonde. As a teenager, the reds seemed to satisfy my thirst for color. However, as I hit my twenties, I began to roam the streets searching for a beauty operator who would bleach my hair blonde. I begged and I…
View original post 658 more words
Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie 
I love this sweet photo of you. I have to say I colored my hair a little darker and I’m not happy with it so literally I’m at the beauty salon fixing my mistake or rather paying for it to be fixed lol 💕💖
LikeLiked by 1 person
You are born blonde! XOXOX
LikeLike
I have always had the colour I wad born with… except when very small it was platinum blonde, it has darkened with the years, but doesn’t seem to want to go grey. I just wish it was tidy … but it rarely is.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I don’t even remember my color! Thanks for reading…
LikeLike
I can so relate. When I was younger, I worked for Clairol and volunteered to get my hair colored in every shade of red they had. I loved it. Now, I’m back to my dark hair…but I’m gonna get a few highlights in a few months. Always changing. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
I still love changing my hair! Thanks for reading, JM
LikeLiked by 1 person