Beautiferric: The Hair Show & Selfish Not Working

I've been working on putting myself first sometimes. I think this is the root of my health and depression issues.

Just because I define myself as a mother and wife does not mean there cannot nor should not be room to take care of myself and yes, even be selfish at times.

I've taken a walk rather than cleaned the house. I've gotten more sleep rather than volunteer for another PTA cause. Sometimes, more often, I take breaks from my kids and let them figure out their own homework.

It feels selfish, but I am working on reworking my perception.

One step last week was actually paying someone to cut and color my hair because I am worth it.

No more boxes of hair dye from the grocery store or cutting my hair with a mirror in one hand and a set of dull scissors in the other. Nope, no more stories like this and this and this and oh, yes, yet again this.

So I went with great expectations.

Four hours and $125 American dollars later from a much lauded salon in Seattle?

Hated my hair. I asked her to fix it. Tone it. Do something. Yet I still came out as a striped white blond and maroon tigress worthy of your nearest strip club.

And yes, I stupidly tipped her. What a coward. I think he's rubbing off on me.

It reminded me of the words, "If you want something done right, do it yourself."

Lesson learned. I still cringe at how much I spent on myself.

Won't be going back. I will post pictures when it tones down or I throw a $7 bottle of dye on this $125 mess.

In the meantime, my nine year old got a hankering for a change. She liked my hair. Confirmed my crayola lines hair is a hot mess when your nine year old likes it.

So, lesson learned, we resolve to do her hair at home. Scary. Virgin, beautiful 5th grade hair. Maple syrup with beautiful honey blond streaks from summer and pool chlorine.

I tell her people would kill for her hair. She hates it. I acquiesce. We add chocolate brown base. Throw in soft black underneath and for low lights. Finally, we add subtle red highlights to the mix. We add to the mix a choppy cut and take off 3-4 inches in the process.

We like it. We both like it. Thanks be the color and cut gods.

My tip was this video she posted on Facebook:



The result:

Now I know you are thinking, what's selfish about doing your child's hair?

Ah, well, see, she gave me practice...

So I don't mess up my own. Heh! She is one sweet and willing little guinea pig.

Thanks for the flicker pics by King Chimp

'lisciously scribed by Scout's Honor @ 10:14 AM