I have literally dyed, chopped, crimped, permed, shaved… You get the picture. I’ve done everything I could ever do to my hair, it’s been blonde, brown, black, red, orange, pink; you name it, I’ve dyed it.
Upon finding out one of my best friends was getting married I decided to change my wild ways and dye my hair one last colour that won’t look odd in her wedding photographs in another 20 years or so. I didn’t want to look back and cringe at my hair so I finally decided to go for something Kate Walsh-ish.
A neutral mahogany reddish brown. Little did I know that my dreams of mahogany would turn into a mah-AGONY. I went to my trusted Audrey at The Cutting Edge. She started by stripping the black (and surplus of colours beneath it) out of my hair, no I did not put peroxide in my hair and turn it white, she literally with her hands (and some chemicals) streaked all the colour out of my hair.
I had my Kate Walsh ‘do but little did I know that the colour would start fading out a week later so I was left with random orange bits here and there. I fixed it but now I’m worried about what will happen in another 10 days time.
Watch this space to see what happens in season 2 of ‘Mah-agony’
I’ll leave you with a picture of the not-so-final product. It looks different in every picture 
(lesson learnt, mama is right, I should have never dyed my hair, I will tell my daughter one day, but like me she won’t listen)
Love, N. x
