But then the appointment got canceled. And I made another one and I couldn't go. And then no appointments were working out and they were booked until last night and it was all getting REALLY FRUSTRATING. In the two week interim, I had far too much time to obsess over the whole shallow situation and to hear other people's advice and opinions (all of which stoked my panic and really made me want to chicken out). To wit:
"Well it will be next to impossible to go back to blond and you'll probably cry," said my best friend Clayton.
"I think with your hair it will probably turn out like, a pinkish salmon color, which could be good!" offered my friend Phoebe.
"Wait, like red, red? Like Lucille Ball red?" gasped my sister.
But the best came from my friend Chuck who reads this blog and told me, "Well, if you don't do it, that will be false advertising. As a reader, I would be disappointed."
Sigh.
So, last night I did it. I told my incredibly wonderful and patient colorist exactly what I wanted and he explained that it would be complicated, but it could absolutely be done (the process involved 3.5 hours of dyeing, rinsing, toning, highlighting, drying—this was because I was blond on the bottom and brown at the roots). And now, I have to wash my hair less often and use something called "Jazzing" to keep the coppery effect. It's a little labor intensive, but ultimately, I'll save myself serious money on hair coloring. Single process dyeing costs about a third of good highlights. And that is super exciting.
Does it look good? I'll let you guys judge. I'm just really psyched that I actually went through with it.
This is what I was going for:
This is how it turned out:
