So I decided that I don't like my hair being as dark as it is. Or I should say, as it was. I decided to go ahead and bleach it. I asked my friend to come over to help me. Neither of us have ever done this before. By the way, the smartest way to do something is with someone else who has never done it before. This definitely ups the clueless factor when both people are meandering around asking each other if it's being done right.
The box said that the hair bleach should be left in for 30 to 60 minutes. I guess that would work if the bleach didn't take 2 hours to put in. Again, this was a first time sort of deal for both of us. It took much longer than it should have, but it all worked out in the end. My hair is much lighter than before.
I've got to admit, it does look rather artificial. I don't mind. Actually I like it. It has this neat effect where it fades from blond into brown near the tips. I'm not saying that it's bad. I'm just saying that it's easy to see that it is not a natural color.
Truthfully, the color isn't really blond. It's more like orange. It makes sense because there have always been red hair genes in my family tree. I just never thought that I got any of them. I thought that my hair turned from blond when I was young to brown as I got older, but it seems that it was actually a dark red hair color. I am pleased with this. I've always wanted to be a red head. Now, it is a fair bit light for red hair, but I like it.
The experience also had an interesting effect on my psyche. Now when I look in the mirror I say to myself, what is that poser trying to prove? Then I realize that it's me. This will absolutely make sure that I learn to not judge before I actually talk to a person, since I know I'm not terrible to hang out with and I currently look like the kind of person that I wouldn't want to associate with at first glance. I'm classically conditioning myself to be less judgmental. I'm happy with myself for doing this. I also feel like a nerd now.
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