Well, I finally finished my hair. Remember like a week ago I said I was "currently in the process" of bleaching it? Well, it took 4 rounds of dye remover, two rounds of bleach, and two rounds of dye to finally get all of the black and red out. I'm quite pleased with the results. At least for now. I suppose you could say changing my hair color (and stlye) is something else I'm addicted too. After I've had the same color for a couple of months, it's like I need a "fix" and I have to change it. Then I feel better for a little while. But that old familiar feeling always comes creeping back. I told my husband never to let me dye it black again because it was too much trouble to get out. I'm sure I will anyway... I also said that very thing a few years ago when I paid a hair dresser over $200 to get the black dye out of my hair (I'm much more experienced now and will never have to resort to the use of a professional for such matters again).
So, who wants to be my friend?
So, who wants to be my friend?
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So you live in Kansas huh? I remember passing through Kansas about 11 years ago, hitch-hiking with a friend. We had to stop for some lunch and this mom and pop place had Kansas postcards... I had to get a Wizard of Oz one to send to someone