What was interesting in 2014 was that it was one of those years I had a drastic hair change (only happened 3x in my life -this one included-FYI) Once I got I bob in high school, which I thought was horrific.. then a medium length cut in 2013, which grew out into my normal length pretty fast despite the fact I had regular trims. I don't think that I uploaded the 'change' onto the blog, but I knew I did on Instagram. you can call this as a late update I presume.. Midyear, I finally got the guts to color my hair after considering 'will it be brittle? will it look brassy?" for 100x at least. I hoped for a really soft ombre anyway, so going 1-2 shades lighter wouldn't be hair-treathening at all I thought. I sat down with a colorist my friend had recommended me one afternoon. I saw the oozing red cream as he squeezed it out of the tubes. I didn't panic because I trusted my friend and the stylist anyway. We both thought that my hair type wouldn't absorb color in easily so we left it in slightly longer and bam, when we washed it out, it came out Ariel Red.
Since I'm not a fan of those bright and loud hair colors, duh of course I panicked. I mean I liked it but it's not really me, and I wouldn't want it permanently. I know some people would be incredibly happy if they got that bright red (especially when no bleach was involved!) So, I sat again in my colorist's chair darkening my ends. At this point, I was pretty damn sure that my hair will be fried.. I thought it was just hair though I could just chop it off.. but I was wrong, my hair still came out healthy. but ! it still wasn't that dark.. and today's photos was where my hair was at that "middle stage".