I had a hair appointment yesterday to touch up my roots and fix the hair style that was making me look like a human pyramid.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
I mentioned to my hair dresser (I'm not fancy enough for a stylist) that I wanted to tone down the color because last time my red was more an unflattering shade of magenta. While she was rinsing me out I heard the dreaded gasp.
Is there anybody who wouldn't have a heart attack when they hear someone gasp after a dye job?
Turns out she was gasping because the sticker on the bottle with the color code was mislabeled. What she thought was "Cherry Cola" was actually "Moss" and while in a normal world "Moss" would imply green, it was actually light brown. (Note to the person who named a brown hair dye "Moss". In Florida the last thing you want in your hair is moss. Ever hear of red bugs? Nasty.)
THANKFULLY, I love my new color. It's a warm shade of brown and I don't look like a walking advertisement for Crayola.