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Just Add Pink.
Years ago I saved this photo.
The picture is not me, I just found this image when I was searching for hair ideas.
The picture is not me, I just found this image when I was searching for hair ideas.
I was sixteen and this was the ultimate hair in my eyes.
Imagine my surprise when I was on Ebay and found pretty much exactly the same colour in extensions. I was super tempted to buy it but I guess I've moved on. I'm definitely not over the pink, but the black is definitely in my past and staying there for good.
Project Blonde Update.
Progress so far. Click to enlarge.
Oh and no I didn't cut my hair or burn it off.
I have the length (which is still down to my bum) clipped back because I was organizing my room. I just pulled the front around my face to show you the colour difference so far.
Still a long way to go.
Oh and no I didn't cut my hair or burn it off.
I have the length (which is still down to my bum) clipped back because I was organizing my room. I just pulled the front around my face to show you the colour difference so far.
Still a long way to go.
Waking Up Blonde.
Today was the first time since I was little that I have woken up with blonde hair. Granted it's still a tad orange but the orange tint made it more beautiful when I opened my eyes this morning.
I opened my eyes (that are no longer brown, but more of a golden yellow) to a glow I've never seen before. It was like staring into the most breath taking sunrise and or the most magnificent sunset.
I woke up happy.
Could it be that the easiest way to cure my ill's was to bleach my hair? I wish I had of known that three years ago, maybe my life would be in a different place right now.
I'm not saying that anyone who is heart broken, depressed, stressed out, lost or having a crisis should go blonde, but it's helped me and I'm not even a proper tone of blonde yet!
In the movies, women always attack their hair to change their lives. Julia Roberts cuts her hair short to reinvent herself after she escapes her abusive husband in the movie Sleeping With The Enemy. Geena Davis cuts and bleaches her hair blonde to regain her assassin identity in the movie The Long Kiss Goodnight. Mulan cuts her hair to disguise herself as a man in the animation Mulan and so on and so forth.
To become new people, let go of the past and start a fresh, all of these women sacrificed their hair in one way or another. Obviously your hair completes changes your appearance but I'd never really appreciated the dramatic effect it can have on your life, not just your looks.
After living as a black head for the last ten years I've come to the conclusion that despite how mysterious, exotic, sexy and sultry it made me feel, it literally clouded my vision. It's dark, unnatural and negative. I felt happier in one minute of staring through a blonde fringe than I can remember being in a very long time.
Just my luck I will look shocking with blonde hair (when it's finally the shade I want) but you know what? I don't care. I'm going to find a way to make it work. I will not go back to black.
Some say that once you go black you never go back. Others say that blonde's have more fun.
I'll have to get back to you on that.
I opened my eyes (that are no longer brown, but more of a golden yellow) to a glow I've never seen before. It was like staring into the most breath taking sunrise and or the most magnificent sunset.
I woke up happy.
Could it be that the easiest way to cure my ill's was to bleach my hair? I wish I had of known that three years ago, maybe my life would be in a different place right now.
I'm not saying that anyone who is heart broken, depressed, stressed out, lost or having a crisis should go blonde, but it's helped me and I'm not even a proper tone of blonde yet!
In the movies, women always attack their hair to change their lives. Julia Roberts cuts her hair short to reinvent herself after she escapes her abusive husband in the movie Sleeping With The Enemy. Geena Davis cuts and bleaches her hair blonde to regain her assassin identity in the movie The Long Kiss Goodnight. Mulan cuts her hair to disguise herself as a man in the animation Mulan and so on and so forth.
To become new people, let go of the past and start a fresh, all of these women sacrificed their hair in one way or another. Obviously your hair completes changes your appearance but I'd never really appreciated the dramatic effect it can have on your life, not just your looks.
After living as a black head for the last ten years I've come to the conclusion that despite how mysterious, exotic, sexy and sultry it made me feel, it literally clouded my vision. It's dark, unnatural and negative. I felt happier in one minute of staring through a blonde fringe than I can remember being in a very long time.
Just my luck I will look shocking with blonde hair (when it's finally the shade I want) but you know what? I don't care. I'm going to find a way to make it work. I will not go back to black.
Some say that once you go black you never go back. Others say that blonde's have more fun.
I'll have to get back to you on that.
Project Blonde
When I started.
First bleaching.
Second bleaching.
Middle of third/fourth bleaching?
Medium ash blonde.
And I'm not done yet.
Light ash blonde here I come!
Light ash blonde here I come!
A Never Ending Search For The Perfect Black Liner.
Like a lot of other women in the world, I am always on the lookout for that perfect black liner.
After a trip to my local supermarket, I found that these two eyeliners are the highest contenders for my favourite black pencil liner.
LEFT BELOW/RIGHT ABOVE: Covergirl Exact Eyelights for brown eyes in the shade Vibrant Pearl.
RIGHT BELOW/ LEFT ABOVE: Maybelline Line Express in Ebony Black.
I have used Line Express many times over the years. It's a great, reliable, long lasting eyeliner and it doesn't smudge easily. All of these things automatically draw me straight back to it but after this swatch on my hand, I've converted to Covergirl Eyebrights for brown eyes. It's perfect for all my black liner needs. It just would NOT rub off my hand until I got my makeup remover wipes out. Water didn't even make a dint in it. Plus, I love the fact that it's a semi matte finish compared to the Line Express which dries a bit shiny.
Either way, two GREAT eyeliner pencils for around the $10 AUD mark.
What eyeliner do you favour?
Please recommend me whatever liners you have had good experiences with.
All Is Fair In Hair And War
I always say I have a devil on my shoulder when I'm tempted to do bad things.
It's usually most used in refrence to my blonde obsession. I have naturally light hair. I was blonde until primary school, then went to a light brown. My mum Scarlet is naturally a mouse blonde. I have been dying my hair jet black since I was 13. That's 9 long years of the black hair dye running through my strands. With a few exceptions of bad choices throughout the years. Here are some examples of those bad habits.
It starts with a 'little strip of bleach and some fudge in the fringe wont damage your hair'.
Then turns into 'go a slow healthy process for your hair, half a head of foils wont hurt'.
Soon after being nudged into a 'whole head of tips', my hair looks like I've dipped it in milk chocolate. Which isn't too bad, but it's boring as hell.
'Just add a little more bleach. It'll be blonde soon..' but it's all copper & brass from here.
With impatience setting in quickly, he whispers 'dark red fudge is the way to go'.
The colour not being as bold as he wanted, the devil in my ear forces my hand & convinces me to bleach it again and once more just to be sure.. Then applies a cherry bomb & pink flamingo fudge all over - leaving me with this.
When it's all said and done, I get bored very easily.
My hair started off as this.
& ended up as scraggy old..
Which forced me to cut it to this..
So after a year of it not growing at all, I wake up one day after not straightening, curling or messing with my hair at all, only to find that my hair has finally forgiven me and grown back in what seems overnight.
As you can see, it's back down to my waist/bum.
I guess the point to all of this is that whenever my hair looks fantastic, healthy and super long, I go ahead and stuff it up. It starts small but it always ends up in disaster and I always end up back to black. So I did what every normal bleach addict does - I bleached someone elses hair to get it out of my system.
My mum.
She was a California blonde (as you can JUST see in the last photo with me) which is a sandy yellow/nothing blonde.
She is now a platinum white blonde. Stunning.
It's all thanks to these WONDERFUL items.
And with NO damage, hair loss or melting what-so-ever might I add :)
Success.
The bad thing is that I can hear the words being whispered even as I type this.
'If it worked on her, why wouldn't it work on you? Take it slow, do it right and you can be blonde in no time - with close to no damage.'
The only difference is that now I know the voice is talking shit.
Photos of my mums hair will be posted tomorrow.
Peace.
It's usually most used in refrence to my blonde obsession. I have naturally light hair. I was blonde until primary school, then went to a light brown. My mum Scarlet is naturally a mouse blonde. I have been dying my hair jet black since I was 13. That's 9 long years of the black hair dye running through my strands. With a few exceptions of bad choices throughout the years. Here are some examples of those bad habits.
It starts with a 'little strip of bleach and some fudge in the fringe wont damage your hair'.
Then turns into 'go a slow healthy process for your hair, half a head of foils wont hurt'.
Soon after being nudged into a 'whole head of tips', my hair looks like I've dipped it in milk chocolate. Which isn't too bad, but it's boring as hell.
'Just add a little more bleach. It'll be blonde soon..' but it's all copper & brass from here.
With impatience setting in quickly, he whispers 'dark red fudge is the way to go'.
The colour not being as bold as he wanted, the devil in my ear forces my hand & convinces me to bleach it again and once more just to be sure.. Then applies a cherry bomb & pink flamingo fudge all over - leaving me with this.
When it's all said and done, I get bored very easily.
My hair started off as this.
& ended up as scraggy old..
Which forced me to cut it to this..
So after a year of it not growing at all, I wake up one day after not straightening, curling or messing with my hair at all, only to find that my hair has finally forgiven me and grown back in what seems overnight.
As you can see, it's back down to my waist/bum.
I guess the point to all of this is that whenever my hair looks fantastic, healthy and super long, I go ahead and stuff it up. It starts small but it always ends up in disaster and I always end up back to black. So I did what every normal bleach addict does - I bleached someone elses hair to get it out of my system.
My mum.
She was a California blonde (as you can JUST see in the last photo with me) which is a sandy yellow/nothing blonde.
She is now a platinum white blonde. Stunning.
It's all thanks to these WONDERFUL items.
And with NO damage, hair loss or melting what-so-ever might I add :)
Success.
The bad thing is that I can hear the words being whispered even as I type this.
'If it worked on her, why wouldn't it work on you? Take it slow, do it right and you can be blonde in no time - with close to no damage.'
The only difference is that now I know the voice is talking shit.
Photos of my mums hair will be posted tomorrow.
Peace.
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