Well, after thinking it was well past time for a hair cut, one for which I paid more than $8, I finally went for a haircut at a hair salon
. True to form, however, rather than gathering recommendations from friends and spending two hours having it done, when Cal cancelled lunch on Wednesday at 11:30, I stood up, walked downstairs, turned the corner and wandered into the hair salon below our offices.
Pure laziness at its best.
I walked in, asked if anyone was available, plunked my butt down in the nearest chair, and pointed to the middle short hair picture on the page the hair style book opened up to.
Yeah, I spend a lot of time worrying about my hair.
In reality, I was hoping for a haircut like the amazingly wonderful haircut I had in Hong Kong, back in 2001. Now that was a great haircut. It took two hours, with a 45 minute hair wash to start it off. Kris was given porn to read while he waited for the haircut to end. When it was all over, we were late for the wedding. But it was worth it. I need to find the pictures to prove it...
Anyway, so I have a haircut that looks a lot like Eris'
do. The cut looks really
cute on Eris, and I was hoping it would look at least somewhat okay on me.
As the stylist was finishing up with the cut (she did the whole thing scissor-free, using a razor to scrape all of my hair short), she asked me, "Do you want your hair colored?"
Color my hair?
Mom tells me the story of when I was all of five years old, and, at one of my haircuts, she looked at the mousy brown color of my hair and wondered, "Huh. I wonder how long until she starts coloring her hair."
Yeah. That would be two days ago, Mom. Well, except when I went blonde in '98. Almost forgot about that one.
I figured, since Cal has been commenting on the grey hairs
, maybe covering it wouldn't be a bad idea.
So, I returned the next day to have my hair colored.
The stylist presented me with a board of hair swatches, pick a color you want. I don't know what color my hair is, why do you think I haven't colored it already? Hello?!
I know my hair is some variant of ash, as in ash brunette, not ash blonde, but I had no idea which ash. So, I pointed to the top of my head and said, "This color." The stylist couldn't figure out if I was 06 Ash or 07 Ash. Eh, hell if I know, pick one.
So she picked 08 Ash.
08 Ash is slightly lighter than my hair color. I shrugged my shoulders and agreed when she suggested the color. I figured a little lighter on the greys wouldn't hurt. Right?
Well, I hadn't realized that even with the darker hair colors, the hair is bleached a bit to let the color set properly on the hair shaft.
The other part I forgot?
My hair has copper highlights. Visible only in some lights, or when viewing the individual hairs, my red hairs are usually covered by the brown and black hairs so can't tell they're there.
If you use 08 Ash, however, you can
So, now I have a slightly reddish tint to my short hair with the funky slant. It's mostly cute, and I'm getting used to it. If I can keep it out of my eyes, I think I'll be happy.