That was then, this is now

During the winter I decided I no longer wanted to be a brunette. I had successfully grown my hair fairly long. It was brown, though it was darker than most people liked on me. And I will admit, I loved the hair color and didn't like the way I felt in it. Possible, yes? So I decided to cut some off and lighten the rest. But Wella color is tricky. It is very strong. It stays on. And on. And on. So I went to a salon to get them to lighten it. And the stylist decided it wouldn't look good on me and didn't lighten it much. And I decided not to go back. And I went to Sally Beauty Supply and got some color to do it myself.

I discovered a color called high lift. I discovered that it worked.
So now my short hair is blonde. Very blonde. I
thought I wanted white but I don't Just blonde. And

All I have to do now is let the hair grow. Don't you just love letting hair grow? It starts to stick out here and there and lay flat other places and you look like you just got out of bed. But I'm off to the races. The race is between how long I can stand the growing out stage and how bad I want longer hair. We'll see.