Nightmare

So I got my hair cut and colored about a month ago, and what a disaster it turned out to be. She put caramel/orange highlights through-out my whole head and cut extremely short bangs. I cried and screamed on the way home; yelled at my roommate for thinking it looked slightly okay, went to The Pie for some therapy food (mmm cheesy pull-aparts), asked the strange guy at the cash register what he thought of my hair (he said it didn't look bad...I think he was being generous), came home and went to bed.

The next morning I had to dreadfully go to work. I wore a hood the whole morning and was speechless when people asked my thoughts on my 'do. By 9:00 I had Cara (my hairdresser) on the phone explaining how much I hated the color and how she needed to fix it (an all over dark brown). I'd have to live with the bangs and hope upon hopes that my hair'd grow faster than usual.

Well, I've gotten more compliments about this hair cut, specifically the bangs, than I've ever received before. They say the cut looks good on me, blah blah blah, and I graciously tell them I hate it but thank you. And the color hasn't turned out to too bad but whatever. I do appreciate everyone's compliments that the cut does indeed look okay...everyone's too sweet!

...turns out, as she was finishing up styling my hair (the second go 'round), she confessed that the highlights didn't turn out like she had planned, was a little lighter than she had expected and was sorry. ha Thanks for the apology. Nevertheless, I have learned to never tell my hairdresser to "make my hair look like that girls hair in that movie" cause it will undoubtedly end up being a disaster (well not what I had pictured). And I will go back to Cara cause she really is a great stylist.

However! I have a reoccurring dream that I wake up and my hair is blonde. The highlights she initially installed are slowly fading into a not-so discreet (I see them) light brown/blondish and I think subconsciously when I go to bed at night I worry that I will indeed wake up to be blonde. People that know me, know that I would never go that route; I try and go as dark as possible without looking like I worship the devil. I haven't had that dream for about a week now, but that's probably because I've been sick and don't have any brain power to conjure up such nonsensical dreams.

I leave you with the words of my mother, "you look really good, the cut is sassy!" ha