Then my 20 year High School reunion arrived and I didn't want to look old in a land of the youthful. So I did a temporary color. It was fun. Once you start coloring, it is not easy to stop. Growing out takes so much time and is not pretty. There is a literally a line that delineates your old life and your new life.
I very much love the vibrant color, but totally dislike the fading and orange tinge my browns became.
Late in 2012 a hairdresser moved in to the basement apartment and he began coloring & highlighting my hair, double processing. Gorgeous, but costly.
Then in 2013 I found another hair dresser who stopped with the overall color and just did highlights for me. I love my natural color, or the color at the base of my neck.
I had thought I was done with coloring and would just go natural again. I am no one's trophy wife anymore. I thought I had embraced just being me, but then vanity smacks me up side the head and I get caught up in wanting to be desirable. Not some old lady with her better days behind her. I am a firm believer in low lighting and do not require bright lights to get ready in the morning.
I asked a friend this weekend what they thought, color or let it keep going? She said whatever makes me happy, but that she would go with me to Sally's if I want to color at home again. My budget dictates some give and take.
Today is the first time I have sat down to really evaluate where the growth ring has reached. Wow. Dramatic, very dramatic. 6 months since I last had highlights applied.
Decisions, decisions, decisions.