I love being a blonde. LOVE it. Love the feeling of coming home from the salon, looking in the mirror and feeling like a million bucks.
It’s true — blondes definitely DO have more fun. Especially blondes who have to work at being a blonde. And by working at it, I mean three-hour sessions at the salon paying outrageous amounts of money to sit with harsh chemicals under hot air dryers to lighten my hair to the perfect golden hue. And then paying another outrageous amount to buy special conditioners and styling products so my hair doesn’t look and feel like straw from the chemicals that make my hair beautiful while simultaneously destroying it.
For almost three years, I’ve decided that being a blonde is worth the money and the damage, because I feel beautiful as a blonde. But as my hair has grown out since my last trip to the salon in October, with the inevitable dark brown roots that I’ve been fighting against these last three years, I’ve been wondering why I love being blonde so much. And I think that it’s because I want to pretend I don’t have brown hair. I do have boring brown hair. Really boring. But that’s who I am. I have brown hair. And sitting in a salon every six weeks paying more than what many people around the world make in a month is never going to change the fact that I have brown hair.
So, this year, for 2006, I’ve decided to be myself. To embrace my boring brown hair. And instead of making an appointment at the salon, I went to CVS yesterday and spent $9 to dye my hair back to who I am. I miss my golden curls, but now that everyone can see my brown hair, I don’t need to pretend I have blond hair any more. And you know what? I kind of like it. I’m looking forward to having fun this year. And if I don’t – my stylist will be more than happy to see me again in a few months.
Happy New Year!