I woke up today not really knowing that this was going to happen.
The whole I-sort-of-have-red-hair-now thing.
See, I went to the salon with the idea of trying to make them match my roots. I do like the blonde hair, but the maintenance! That color is demanding, what with the roots being all exhibitionists, starting their parade only the day after I get my hair all blonde again.
Also, I could feel my hair getting more and more grumpy about the bleach and I was starting to remember with fondness the good ole’ days when my hair was soft.
But when you go from so very blonde to darker, there has to be a filler involved, meaning some kind of crazy color that’s applied in between. So my stylist was applying a blood red (no lie, it was like the halloween special) color to my hair and all these people were passing by and telling me how awesome it looks and really? you’re not keeping it that color?! well, have you thought of it, at least?
No, I have never thought of making my hair match Ronald McDonald’s, believe it or not.
But.
Then other stylists were all saying that I should consider a red, because it just looks sooooooo good…So I caved. But I suggested something darker and there was a compromise and this is what happened cause what kind of work did we do today? TEAMWORK!
And I kind of really like it, actually.
My pop loves it and my mom said her standard line for when she doesn’t like my hair: You’d look beautiful bald, Jess.
Thanks, mom. What a rave review for my new do.
And what else?
Well, I was informed straight from the horse’s mouth, so to speak, that a certain someone is dating again. And the nice thing is that it really doesn’t hurt me at all. I actually was quite curious about it, asking questions, though he was hesitant to answer and finally said he didn’t know how appropriate it was to talk to me about this. So I told him, Well, it’s a whole lot easier hearing about the girl you are dating this time around than it was last time around.
And it’s true.
There’s actually no comparison.
And I also started therapy today. Sitting in the waiting room for my very first session was an interesting experience too; I kept looking around at the other people waiting and wondering what it was that they were in here for. I actually felt a little nervous, like I was about to audition.
But then my therapist introduced herself and I was immediately put to ease and guess what? I really like her. I think we are going to get along just fine and she also told me that she has no doubt that I am going to be just fine. She said it just like that, with as much assurance as you would tell me that my hair is now red and goodness, but it felt good to hear.
I am excited to meet with her again, actually. She has kind blue eyes and she’s already on my side and I can tell her about everything and it took me an hour to even tell her about some of it, so to paraphrase that book by Dr. Suess, Oh! The Places We’ll Go!
There’s no telling, but I have a good feeling about it.
I knew if I went to your sight….You’d inspire the song I need to write. Sure enough…did! By the way…hair kicks butt, keep it red for a while. It might put really cool slivers in your mood. My saying though? Once you go black…..you just don’t go back. (but that’s cuz my baby I adopted is black as coal and rocks!)
Keep your chin up kid!
R
you make me smile!
and you know, Kate has shown me some adorable pictures of your boy and yes, he absolutely rocks; there is no dispute about that. I can only imagine how much more so in real life…:) and girl, you better write your song and to think that anything you find here inspires you is humbling and well, thank you, and also isn’t that the way it should be? we all do our thing and in the process we help each other and eventually the job gets done though it didn’t even feel like a job at all, it was that much like what we dreamed to do anyway.
I love it – and it matches the color scheme of your website!!! was that planned??
So glad that therapy went so well, and I agree with this kind-eyed woman.
Lol–don’t you think having a bathing suit that matches my blog is enough?? No, I didn’t plan to match my hair to my blog–I didn’t plan to walk out of the place with my hair that color!
But you wanna hear something interesting? I didn’t even tell Darby that I was coloring my hair or anything and this morning she got a picture of me in her mind with my hair darker! I asked her if she could work on getting visions of me for the more important life-stuff now!
She really does seem to be wasting a pretty impressive power.
I bet that one so sensitive has to be very careful what she looks at. Hair is probably pretty safe.
Let me know if she gets a vision of me with my head shaved…
Nice hair!
Here’s a picture for your Mom. Also, something to think about.
yes, thank you.
I will have to bring that picture in to base my next hairstyle on. Terrible sentence, but you get the point:)
i love it!!! so pretty! and i am so glad that you liked your counselor..and i agree too, that you will be just fine. and btw, your mom always makes me smile!!!!:)
thank you, Sarah!
and yes, it was such a relief to like my counselor…I was nervous and now I don’t have to search for another one, which is nice too. I actually look forward to meeting with her again, to tell the truth:)
I LOVE it Jess. I’m sure you’re not surprised by that–I’m partial to that shade.
It’s beautiful on you.
The closest I ever came to shaving my head was being inspired by Natalie Portman. When I cut it short-short it was because of Hotel Chevalier at the beginning of Darjeeling Limited.
And I’m so glad you and your therapist hit it off. How wonderful to have another person in your life to listen and help.
Oh Anna–we get to be twins again! Too bad we don’t get to see each other on a regular basis right now so that we can revel in our twinness!!!
Ahhh! I love it! I saw it and immediately smiled. It is so cute!
Thanks, girl! I’m always happy to make you smile:)
girl you are so cute. love the hair. and please dont ever shave your head.
A). Thank you.
B). You are cute too.
C). I will not (willingly) ever shave my head.
LOVE the color!!!! It’s perfect! Therapy is one of the best things ever. They tell you it will be all right, and some you know it’s true. And you, my dear are going to be just fine.
Thank you! And yes, I’m actually prettt excited about therapy–I already feel better, strangely enough, and we only met once. I’ll take that as a good sign:)
You know, I thought the blonde was a really good look for you, but I LOVE this red (of course, I may be a little biased)…you look amazing! It’s sassy and spunky and sweet all at the same time!! Great choice!!!
Thanks so much, kathie–that’s so sweet of you to say! And yep, I do think it’s a fun color!
It is so strange to me how changing your hair color can be so fun an freeing. I mean, I choose not to have a lot of control over my life, because, well God is in charge…but every so often I like to steel away to get a haircut and some highlights…it is so much fun!
The hair looks awesome though…I LOVE it! I have always thought about dying my hair red. I am not too sure how it would work out for me…
I bet you’d look real cute, Rachel–but I do like you very much as a blonde! It’s strange, I don’t feel particularly attached to one hair color. I suppose some day I will decide on a color and stick to it, but for now, it is fun to try new things!