Blondes do not necessarily have more fun

For slightly less than 24 hours, I was entirely blonde. Last night it was a bit startling, but I thought it was just a matter of getting used to it. This morning I realized that it was in fact, yellow, not the light blonde I had envisioned. Yellow is not a good colour for me and as I was driving to the grocery store to pick up some odds and ends before the holiday, I suddenly realized I simply could not face going through the holiday and my Mexico trip looking like this and panicked. I left my hairdresser a tearful message. He called me right back and told me to come right in. I did not go to the grocery store.

Several hours later, after trying a new toner and some darker highlights to tone it down (which did not work!),we gave up and coloured it ash brown. It is essentially my natural colour, without the grey. We had discussed trying to lighten it even more to the platinum blonde I wanted in the first place, but my hair, my skin and my spirits were too stressed to try it today. Instead, my initial colourist has promised me free highlighting after I get back from holiday. And I finally stopped crying.

*sigh* What a way to spend Christmas Eve.

Plus I have not been able to log into the WD since Thursday night. Why? Who knows? Apparently the universe hates me.

But still I can muster up the cheer to say: Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah to all!