Last year I gave up highlighting my hair so that we could save more money for our downpayment for the house. The last time I got my haircut in March, my stylist cut the last remaining color out of my hair. Since then, David has had to put up with me complaining about how flat the color of my hair is and how I think it looks like dishwater.
After we got invited to several weddings this summer, I decided that I just couldn't go to the weddings living with my hair looking like it did. I decided that I might need to do something drastic and color it myself. I have never colored my hair before and agonized over it for a long time. I did some research on the Loreal website and watched all of their "how-to" do-it-yourself videos. I also took the quiz and found my "perfect" color match. But, even that was not enough to convince me to take the plunge. Then, the proper incentive came along in the Sunday paper, a $3.00 coupon for Loreal Excellence to go. That, along with a Walgreens store coupon and I found myself with a $4.00 box of medium ash blonde in my hand thinking that this might be the start of a whole new era in my life. A month later, the box of hair color still sat on the shelf in the closet and that is where I thought it might sit for the rest of my life. I still couldn't convince myself that I could successfully color my hair.
After we got invited to several weddings this summer, I decided that I just couldn't go to the weddings living with my hair looking like it did. I decided that I might need to do something drastic and color it myself. I have never colored my hair before and agonized over it for a long time. I did some research on the Loreal website and watched all of their "how-to" do-it-yourself videos. I also took the quiz and found my "perfect" color match. But, even that was not enough to convince me to take the plunge. Then, the proper incentive came along in the Sunday paper, a $3.00 coupon for Loreal Excellence to go. That, along with a Walgreens store coupon and I found myself with a $4.00 box of medium ash blonde in my hand thinking that this might be the start of a whole new era in my life. A month later, the box of hair color still sat on the shelf in the closet and that is where I thought it might sit for the rest of my life. I still couldn't convince myself that I could successfully color my hair.
Then, I went out to get some coffee with my friend Jessica and she told me I had nothing to worry about. She even knew the color I had bought and thought that it was a good color for me. That, along with the fact that I had an impending hair appointment scheduled in a week to fix any disaster I could have possibly created, settled it. I decided to take the plunge. Two nights later, David and I found ourselves in the bathroom mixing tubes of smelly creme and making 1/4th inch parts, spreading color in the roots of my hair. Whenever I think that David can not be any kinder, he always outdoes himself and that night was no different. I could not have asked for a more attentive and patient husband. In any case, we think it was a success. I have already bought my next box of color. You can decide for yourself whether or not it was a success, the "after" picture is below. 
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