Anyway, while Candice and I dyed, fixed, dyed hair this afternoon, she sat at the counter. Bored. Poor thing. And tonight she couldn't sleep. I'm pretty sure that those two young girls haven't spent a night without each other that they can ever remember.
But back to the dye, fix, dye~thing I mentioned. Something completely textbook, touching up roots, ended up being completely botched up. We cannot figure it out since it happened to both me and Candice with the same exact tube of color (and the same exact color I've been doing for a full year~at least). I blame it on the color. but you can make your own assumptions.
Now just may be the time my hair goes dark.
Now is the time I don't really want to go dark.
Candice's hair turned out great (eventually, might I add) but mine not so much.
It's late so it's no-go tonight but I am still wearing a hat waiting for morning time when I can fix it completely.
I think I will be washing it again with my wonderful shampoo that, yes, in fact, I will spend a LOT of money on just to be able to use it two or three times a week (I've yet to tell Trevor the cost and how much I NEED it:)).
And again, yes, I only wash my hair two or three times a week. What may be gross to you, is really good hair days for me.
Maybe tomorrow I will share a picture of my new hair but probably not.
Sorry. :)
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