Pink

As promised, yesterday I dyed my hair pink.  I'm not going to lie to you, I've always wanted pink hair.  But, like Botox (another story) wanting pink hair and actually having pink hair is a different thing.  I'm good for my word though.  So, my story in pictures:

Just getting ready in the morning.  Can you see the apprehension?  Yeah, I was a little nervous.  I spent a good chunk of the week searching make-up tips for pink hair. Turns out there aren't a lot that are appropriate for a (nearly 40-year old) professional.  That was my first clue.

This isn't apprehension.  It's terror, boredom, not sure.  The process started off as it normally does, with applying bleach to my hair.  My stylist (shout out to Michelle at JCP salon in Burnsville) was nervous because she had never used this hair color before and she wasn't sure how well it would work. 

First application. It seemed to be going really well, at first...

With a head of pink hair dye, this is where it goes a little off the rails.  When they went to rinse me my roots (the healthiest part of my head) were orange, like ORANGE.  Michelle got so nervous at one point she actually said that she was afraid she was going to throw up on my head.  (She didn't).  After a consult of what felt like at least half the stylists in the salon a second application was put on the roots and I was put in the dryer.  The result?

At home, after about an hour and some food.  It took four hours (yes, 4) to get my head pink.  It looks good in the picture.  In person, the hair that's white (about 25% of my hair is completely white) is magenta, my roots are light pink and the rest is sort of a rosy pink.  It actually looks like we did that on purpose.  Of course we did.  Totally.

 

It will be rinsed out on 10/30 in prep for my trip to Vegas.  I don't have enough balls to ACTUALLY be a 40-year old with pink hair.  I am no Gwen Stefani.  But, I'm proud I did it.  I will blog about the reactions I get as I travel around for work and tell my sister's story.  There's still time to donate, just go here. 

 

On that note...please think before you pink. I'm all for raising money and awareness for this disease, but buying plastic pink bracelets or using pink garbage cans does very little for a cause that you're concerned about.  Just donate to well-run, respected organizations, that's what will help win the fight.