Apparently no one felt the need to tell me that bleach is a real life addiction, and every four'ish weeks (this mop grows like a weed) I find myself sitting in that chair saying 'just a little bit more'.
The problem here, is that my hair has been every color under the sun, except blonde. I've never wanted to be a "blonde". I'll still adamantly deny that I'm a blonde. More like a caramel cafe mocha latte brunette, 2% skim. But I'm approaching the roots stage again and teetering on big life decisions, like do I 'add a little bit more' or do I revert back to my dark haired lady ways?
I did spend a good majority of my childhood as a lightheaded brat, might as well let it stick around for a while, eh?
I did spend a good majority of my childhood as a lightheaded brat, might as well let it stick around for a while, eh?
Life's so full of hard decisions.
(How do I keep my hair from turning to beach & bleach induced straw? This.)
(How do I keep my hair from turning to beach & bleach induced straw? This.)
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