Junkie
Moderator Emeritus
Location: Chicago
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Fall's a Comin' - The Changing Hair Colors of Maleficent
Ok, so I made a huge mistake on Saturday.
I went and bought a box of Herbal Essences PassionBerry Hair Color. The color on the box was a very pretty dark red, close to my natural hair color. Now, I don't normally do something as silly as color my hair myself, I generally know my limitations, however, it seemed easy enough, and the picture on the box was really pretty. And it was 9.00 versus 75.00 - so - I'll save some bucks. Good Plan.
NOT.
Now a few months back, I was at my colorist, and wanted something different, to hide the quickly coming in gray. To fool myself that I might still be young. So Oscar the flamboyant colorist, he's a trip, talked me into coloring my hair a chestnut brown, away from it's normal dark red, and putting in some lighter brown highlights. And it looked good.
But hair grows, and I had roots, and I had gray, and I really didn't have the time to go see Oscar, so it was do it yourself time, I figured the next time I go see Oscar I can tell him I was in a store and a bottle of hair color fell on my head or something, I just needed something to get me thru a few weeks. (sounds like a drug)
SO, into my bathroom, with a towel a comb and a bottle of hair color, and a timer, I followed the instructions, waited the alloted time,a nd then washed my hair. I got out of the shower and looked in the mirror, and my hair was....
Magenta
I was ready to try out for the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Yes, Passion Berry is kind of a Magenta ish color in Crayola land, but on the Clairol box, it was dark red.... NOT MAGENTA...
Oh shit what do I do know...
So, the next morning, I called Oscar for an emergency appointment. Is he there? NO, he's off on Fire Island with his cronies. DOuble damn.
OK, I live in North Jersey, there's a hair dresser on every corner, I started making phonecalls, actually I threw a dart, and picked the first one I found called them and scheduled an appointment for a color correction, good lord is that an understatement.
I arrive at the salon, with my hair covered in a baseball cap, I really am not vain, but this was just scarey. She removed the cap, and laughed, I was ready to cry, she says, "Not the look you were going for?" , I just rolled my eyes, what do you think? It's embarassing having to have something this bad corrected.
So she asks what color I really want, and said my real color, go for dark reddish brown, and I'll be happy. Problem solved, big tip given. However, this second round of hair color, stung my scalp like you wouldn't beleive, I have ever exeperienced such pain before. Was not pleasurable, but the price we pay for proper hair color. And I'm back to my normal hair color, with a big lesson learned, you are a moron, leave the hair coloring to the professionals.
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