I had forgotten how much covering my head with L’Oreal improved my posture. Can’t slouch against schtuff when our hair is a likely to tinge the wallpaper, can we?
Mr Wonderful went into Kroger for glass jars. The cukes are ripe, and #2 loves home-made dill pickles. The kiddos and I went next door to Hastings for the 1995 TV versions of the Fantastic Four.
“Guess what jumped into my bag?” was his greeting when we met up later.
I haven’t colored my hair in 8 years. When I did, it wasn’t “Medium Beige Blonde”, since Mr W’s stylist-cousin warned me to keep within the “golden” hues to avoid that green ashy overlay I’m prone to get. Back then, my hair was a lot shorter, too- I’d probably have gotten 2 boxes if I had dreamed of moving away from supporting #1 as my “twin-ette”….
That’s our marriage, folks- “I would’ve done it differently”. The second step of our marriage is, thankfully “But I’m willing to support your way, too.”
10 minutes until we see how it turns out!
A couple of hours later: It’s rinsed, dry, and styled. Let me put it this way- “Auburn” isn’t just my alma mater anymore!
July 8, 2008 at 11:08 pm
You’re saying Mr. W unexpectedly showed up with hair coloring stuff for you?
“I’d probably have gotten 2 boxes if I had dreamed of moving away from supporting #1 as my ‘twin-ette’…”
Maybe I didn’t get enough coffee today, but I don’t understand what that means.
So how did the hair turn out?
July 8, 2008 at 11:39 pm
Yes, he just decided to buy it “To cover the grey; so you would feel cherished”, were his exact words.
My oldest daughter (#1) looks just like me, so we call each other “twin-ette”- sorry I didn’t explain well! (But don’t let that stop you from getting another cuppa good joe!) She is so different from me psychologically that I look for ways to let her know I love/relate to her- we talk about our curly hair, our crooked noses, our stubby toes, etc.- because we have difficulty relating on deeper issues.
Since my hair is below my shoulders, I would feel safer using 2 boxes of dye. When I colored my hair in college (my Facebook photo), I used an entire box and still missed spots, and my hair is 2 or 3 inches longer now.
July 8, 2008 at 11:58 pm
Well, you’re a good sport for going ahead with the hair-coloring experiment instead of sending him back to the store for a refund!
My mother was a hair stylist before she married my dad and she always enjoyed experimenting with hair. When I was in my late teens she helped me die my hair blond. It was not pretty.
July 9, 2008 at 6:42 am
Love covers over a multitude of sins! lol
July 9, 2008 at 8:19 am
Your hair is auburn now? I bet you look amazing (in the best way) as a redhead. I tried a golden hue once, it turned out the color of a cantalope.