I have a superpower. What is it, you ask? Breaking hair ties. It doesn't matter how long or how short my hair is, a hair tie will rest in pieces.
My hair is T-H-I-C-K and when it's untouched, it's horrendously wavy at the bottom. Imagine an upside down bouquet of broccoli, that's what my long hair looked like in a pony tail.I had grown out my hair for about a year and half, with just trimming in between. I grew it out after I spent about two years with a long asymmetrical bob (Which, I guess is making a comeback? Oh well. I did it "first." #HIPSTER). It got down to my waist and in my way 24/7. I knew I had to make time for a haircut.
I got it cut on somewhat of a whim. Again, I knew I wanted it done but I just didn't know when. I went to a no-name salon at a strip mall, peeked through their windows to see if anything looked good, went in and said I wanted all of my hair off. I tend to make a lot of decisions that way. Just go with the flow.
Even with my adventures in hair, I've had everything you could imagine but a pixie cut, I never once considered adding any color to my hair. I loved having almost jet black hair. It was healthy, for the most part, and full. My mom had me take hair vitamins when I was younger to keep it baby soft but still thick. She also taught me how to oil-train my hair.
The stylist suggested subtle babylights. I was still apprehensive. I kept thinking, "Do I want to give up my virgin hair? LIKE, SRSLY. I WORKED HARD TO WAKE UP LIKE DIS!"
And before I knew it I said, "Suuuure."
So I sat there, the stylist painting away on my never-before-touched black hair. She assured me that she was using the best of everything. She knew I was scared, I mean, freaking scared about anything damaging to my hair. My hair was washed, toned, cut, and blown out with cool air. That's right folks, no heat. I hate heat on my head. I even showed the stylist my "trick" for 2-minute waves. I cheated though because that's how my mom's side of the family's hair falls naturally. So, thanks genes!
I know that this color is super subtle, but it's so weird to me to see my hair lighter. It's like I'm walking on sunshine 24/7. I'm debating on going back in for something even lighter. My mom has naturally dark, sandy-brown hair. No idea where she gets that from, she's 100,000% Asian. I'm thinking of a color somewhere along those lines. Or not. Time will only tell. At any rate, after a quarter century, my virgin hair is no more.