...and I'm a hair color addict.
The last time I used was Saturday, July 16th.
I realized I was an addict when I went to school on Monday to start my new semester and wondered if anyone would notice my new dye job. Then it dawned on me; I've had a different hair color every school term since I started in November. No one could even recognize me the addiction had gotten so bad.
I thought back to all the extreme highs during my experimentation with color... the way it smells, the shine, the new confidence it gives you, and all those double takes and compliments you receive from your friends.
I thought for today's post I would confess my history with hair color, taking you on a trip through my many highs and lows.
Just for reference, this is an old school picture of me taken about 4 years ago, showing my naturally dark (almost black) shade of brown... ah, the good 'ol days...
I'll start by rewinding back to last November when I first started school. I had little blond highlights before (be careful... it's a gateway color) but this was the first time I experimented with an all over color. It was a warm brown tone called Spiced Rum... the perfect starter color.
Then winter came and I needed more... so I decided to add a few more highlights.
I overdosed... it got pretty blond for a while there.
Spring time came around and I had the bright idea of going red. The ultimate high. (You all know the story, right? If not you should read up on this previous post where I walk you through my ridiculous road to red). It wasn't what I had expected... here was the initial outcome:
Yikes, I know. I was trippin' OUT. I calmed down when I was given a dose of dark brown with subtle red lowlights. I quickly understood that red was a color I would have to build a tolerance for.
Well, that color quickly faded and soon turned into this golden reddish/brown... the roots started to show and I had serious cravings, but I waited patiently until the next high came along.
So I decided to try again for that perfect red tone right before my trip to CT. Success! I definitely loved it while it lasted... (this is an awful picture of me but seems to be the only one I can find):
Well, red is fun while is lasts but it quickly fades... so until this past weekend I was rocking a lighter shade of red, which I also loved. I didn't want to let it go!
And after I spoke with my stylist about rehab, I finally went back to my roots with a dark auburn brown that is as close to my natural color that I have been in while.
So there ya have it, folks.
What can I say... I like to change it up.
I have a feeling that my hair follicles are planning an intervention soon. I can't blame them... I've done some serious damage. I try to be good by only washing it a couple times a week using Bed Head's Colour Combat, but I think I need to start doing some more damage therapy... just to show them I still care and to prove that my addiction won't effect our relationship.
Any suggestions from my fellow hair color junkies?