Girly one, this. So boys you can go and do something manly for a minute. What is it with us girls and our hair? Why do we always want the hair we can’t have? Every curly girly I know wants dead straight hair, and us straight haired girls probably own every curling device known to man. I recently met a natural blonde who dies her hair black (I thought it was natural). It’s a dilemma.
I’ve always been mousy: not really blonde, but not really brown, and since my teens I’ve been doing some form of lightening on it. From that awful Sun In stuff that you sprayed on and it made your hair go a kind of egg yolk yellow colour, to the infamous teenage blonde fringe that my Dad called my ‘blob of custard’. But I have really fine hair – lots of it, but fine – and being blonde makes my hair really damaged and dry. As they’re pulling the foils out, I can practically feel it snapping off.
Last year, I decided to give my hair a break from the bleach and slowly went darker and darker until I was back to my natural colour. Weirdly, as the blonde faded, I kind of felt like I did too. I would catch sight of myself in the mirror and think ‘meh’, and whatever my outfit, I somehow felt frumpy and boring. It’s ridiculous I know, but somehow, my mood and my self esteem is inextricably linked to the colour of my hair. When I’m blonde, I feel bright, happy, perky and attractive, and when I’m dark, well, I’m dark.
Yesterday, then, I went back to my favourite hairdresser, Sean. I’d been avoiding him as he does blonde SO WELL. Again, yes, ridiculous, but every time I said to him that I felt I should go darker he’d go ‘now you know you hate that’, and talk me out of it. Now, though, after a year of mousiness, I’ve decided that Sean is right and I should always be blonde. Here I am before (excuse The Claw, it appears in every photo). Mousy and meh:
And after a few scattered highlights, and a quick trim, I was back to blonde. And it feels AMAZING! I’ll be treating it really well – buying decent conditioner, not scrubbing it with a towel, and having regular trims, and that’s how it’s going to stay. There is no room for mouse in this house.