New Hair Day!

I had a revolutionary hair day today. I got a random impulse to get my hair done and since my normal salon has stairs to get in I drove around until I found someplace that looked accessible and interesting. I stopped by a place I had never noticed before a few miles from my house called The Texture Room. I liked the name and the inside was very loft like but not over the top trendy. By the luck of the draw I was with a young stylist named Mary who had spiky green hair and several ear tattoos. I liked her right away.

I told her to give me the usual, an inch or so trimmed off and some shaping in the front. As she started working I told her that I'd basically had the same hair style for the last decade. She said we could do something about that very easily. After the winter I've had I decided it was time to shake things up a bit. So we got a new game plan and she started cutting. I then said something about how I'd started to notice some gray hairs and that my overall color seemed to be fading as I got older. She then said, "Well, you know we could do something about that very easily too." So before I knew it we were picking out colors to blend together using a demi-permanent hair color. I had never heard of this process before but basically it doesn't use all the chemicals and is a less harsh method of coloring your hair.

She turned my chair around to face the TV and wouldn't let me look through the whole process. We did the final reveal and I had my own Ah Ha moment that you always see on the makeover shows. She even did my eyebrows and spent so much time making sure that everything was perfect.

I was actually worried about what my reaction would be if I didn't like it since she'd spent so much time and energy on me but my reaction was sincerely thrilled. I love the color so much. It goes with my skin tone naturally and Mike even likes it. The cut is just right too. It has a nice asymmetrical look without being too dramatically so and I like the swoop in the front and back. I still have some length which I've had forever to hide behind when needed.

Kai was over last night for his weekly guitar lesson and he had his own revolutionary hair day this week. He got himself a mohawk which I think is adorable, but don't tell him that since he thinks he's such a rebel. His mother hates it which is exactly why he loves it. If she had her way he would have long flowing hair like he did when he was a kid. I remember the days when my hair was one of the few things I had control over and I too punished my mother with some wild styles in my day.