Jessica Simpson blazer (last seen here). H&M dress, Sirens leggings, Aldo booties (last seen here), Pandora, Dynamite & F21 bracelets, Dollarama ring & Walmart multi-‘A’ necklace
I have a hair appointment on Thursday with my old colorist…the same girl that did Mike’s hair for many, many years. Years before she ever did my hair. Basically, I ruined my hair with a box colour once, prompting it to turn goldfish orange, and she saved my life… er… hair. And ever since then, we’ve been living in perfect-hair-colour harmony. Until Mike and I split. And then I figured, ‘I can’t go back there…it’s his hair stylist…what will I say?!‘ (she came to our wedding!). Even after Mike told me he doesn’t go to her anymore, and I went somewhere else that was ridiculously over-priced and the girl turned my hair grey, I still didn’t want to go.
However, I bit the bullet.
I called and made an appointment last week.
My appointment is this Thursday.
I’m very anxious.
The reason I’m going back to her though, is because she’s amazing. AH. MAY. ZING. She gives me the perfect colour blonde, the price is great and I know what to expect (and she knows what I like).
I haven’t coloured my hair since September and my roots are killing me. With a potential seaside vaycay in my near future, I’m determined not to go down south with these roots because while I love the ombré look, I feel like I’ve missed that bandwagon and I hate jumping on after it’s been a trend for over a year (with my luck, I’d likely ‘jump on’ only for it to be really dated in a month from now). Plus, I simply love love love being blonde.
Would a situation like this make you feel anxious? Am I crazy? Any tips?