Ummm.

So. It's been a VERY VERY long time. I think I've said it once, twice, maybe a million times. My job is like sending a recovering drug addict to work in a marijuana field: bound to relapse. I swore to myself, and others, that LAST year, I would leave my hair alone and let it grow out. Coming back to my place of venting, I see not much has changed in over a year.

In early May 2011, my hair was finally past my shoulders, growing out evenly, strong enough to quit the Resurrection and go for a regular daily shampoo (Not that I wash my hair everyday) and could take color again. I was going to be a bridesmaid in a friends wedding so I decided to go with a professional I had become friends with at work. This "professional" stylist had been in the business for about fifteen years. Yup, I sure did put that word in quotations. Why? Well, I ended up like THIS just two weeks before my friends wedding.



YEAH!!!! Right back to square one for me. *sigh* These were taken AFTER a cut to try to even it out. NOT done by the same person. Forced to cover it up with an almost black color and cut a HUGE chunk of it off. Rocked the A-line for a while but it got old quick. Last time my hair and a pair of shears met was in October. As for permanent color, December 5th 2011. As I type, a Demi-permanent color is processing. We'll see how I do this year.