From blonde to brunette
After nearly 12 years as a blonde, last week I returned to my brunette roots. It’s something I’ve thought about for a few years, but every time I mention it to a hairdresser they throw their hands in the air and start hyperventilating (blonde, I suspect, must be more lucrative than brunette).
“You suit blonde,” they argue. “You’ll hate brown hair. You’ll be back here wanting blonde again within two weeks. You’ll feel really dull. You’ll feel invisible,” and then the final straw: “When you hate it, it’ll really damage your hair to change from dyed brunette back to blonde.”
But last week something went awry in the communication process and, after going in to have my roots re-blonded, I came out with soft, shiny, dark-brown hair, with just a hint of a few little highlights.
And I can’t say I dislike it.
But I have noticed a few differences from being a blonde. For all of you considering taking the plunge, here they are:
– I have blue eyes. Honestly, you wouldn’t have noticed before.
– I have shinier hair. The semi-permanent tint is quite conditioning, and dark colours reflect light better.
– While I can no longer wear 50 per cent of my “blonde” wardrobe, I suddenly look much better in white and strong, solid colours such as navy, green and red.
– Pastel pink lip gloss and girlie pink blusher now look great, as do bronzer and bronze lipstick.
– I get a lot more flirty looks from Lebanese and Emirati men. Seriously! (and me, a 41-year-old housewife!)
But what does the family think? They are, after all, the most important.
DS: “I love your hair, mummy.”
DD: “I really don’t like it. When are you changing it back?”
My mum: “At last.”
And, finally, DH: “Gentlemen prefer blondes.”
I’d just like to add that, after a week, DH changed his mind. And I didn’t withhold the TV remote on cricket night. Of course I didn’t. I would never do that.