The story of my hair:
My hair has not been its natural color since I was in 6th grade. While growing up, I had blonde hair. Then when I was in 7th grade, I dyed it red (with a turquoise streak
). When the roots grew back, the hair was much darker and I really hated it, so I started going blonde at home. All through high school, I had the blonde single process- not always the same color, but still the same honey blondish tone. Over time though, my roots had become SO dark. Then, when I was going through recruitment, I decided on a whim to go dark because I was sick of the upkeep (this was when Gwyneth, Cameron Diaz, Mandy Moore all went dark). My hair was a dark chocolate brown (also at home). I liked it, but it just didn't suit me as well as the blonde. I was so washed out!
So right before summer school started, I decided to let my friend take me back to blonde with a Feria kit. Even though she had never dyed anyone's hair before, I knew that my mom had done it for YEARS without any beautician skills, so how hard could it be? WRONG. My hair turned a horrendous orangey brown color- it looked awful! I knew I could not go to school looking like this, so I went to a local salon to have corrective color. My stylist there took me to a medium brown with honey highlights, which I really liked, for the summer.
But before school started in the fall, I decided to go back to blonde. I went back to that same stylist, and I have never gone back. I now have blonde highlights and lowlights all over. It's a very pretty color. It makes me sick to my stomach to pay so much money to get my hair done, but the results are wonderful. I'm so afraid to have my hair colored at home now after my traumatic incident. I'm also afraid to see what my natural hair color would look like on me.