Friday, 20 July 2012

When will I ever learn?

Whenever I'm feeling low I seem to have the need to 'do something' with my hair. The current weather situation has not helped. And so a couple of weeks ago I decided it was time to dye my hair again. I had previously had my hair done at the hairdressers but somehow going to just have my hair dyed doesn't add up in my way of thinking, so off I went and bought a home dye job. Something I've done loads of times before.

Usually I use John Frieda and over the last year have veered towards the blonder end of the range, but my number wasn't available in the shop I ended up in, and because it was raining and I was wet and cold I grabbed the first thing that looked like it was pretty similar, which in this case was a Garnier Nutrisse Foam. It had the same number, a pretty similar picture and that was that.

I used it and it wasn't so bad, it just wasn't so good either and as the days went by and it faded I found myself with what I would call a distinctly 'Essex' colour. Definitely time for a change, which coincided with my need for a cut too, so I was relieved that I could be squeezed in yesterday prior to my monthly arts club meeting and a drinks thing after for someone who was leaving. I thought it would bring my mood up too.

What I really don't understand is that whenever I look at a chart and the colour looks great on there, it never appears quite the same on my head. Craig the hairdresser and I chose what I would call a medium blonde, but he did say that he wanted to put it on when my hair was wet as apparently it softens the colour a bit and he was concerned that it would be too dark. We're talking medium blonde here. Anyway, to cut a long story short, he was right and thank goodness he did put it on wet hair otherwise it'd probably be black! Suffice it to say, it's dark, not blonde at all and what's more important is that I'm not at all sure I like it. Added to which, for some reason that is totally beyond my comprehension, my curly hair has decided that this colour is going to make it curl in a different way. I've lost my corkscrews, which were the only thing I liked about my hair and now it's kind of... well hard to describe really, but not what I was wanting at all.

So now I find myself with a colour I don't like and with hair I don't like.

The funny thing is though, last night no one even commented that it looked any different at all, which made me a bit paranoid that it really was that bad. Not helped on waking up this morning, taking one look in the mirror and realising I hated it. Drove home to my man who said something along the lines of 'Oh yes it is darker' and then when I said I didn't like it he then said, 'Well, maybe lighter is better.' A man who really knows how to boost his woman's confidence then!

Oh well, this too shall fade, but I still wonder when I'm ever going to learn that changing my hair colour is pretty much guaranteed to make me feel worse rather than better.