I've already been working out, something I used to do with a slightly frightening passion in my 20's but dropped with astonishing suddenness in my 30's. Changing my body is just going to take too long, though, so the next thing on the list? The hair.
My hair is naturally dark brown. I've always secretly admired people who rocked purple hair, wild streaks of bright color -- women with rebelliously beautiful locks. I've never felt cool enough to try it out myself, and honestly never wanted to draw that much attention to my face. Crazy jewelry? Sure, I can pull that off with no problem. People notice the jewelry, not the person wearing it. But do something to draw attention to ME? Scary.I have a super stylist, and last appointment, she gave me highlights in the auburn color I craved -- just a little taste to let me get used to the idea of fun. Thursday, I took the plunge and went for it. I'm now officially auburn with strawberry blond highlights.
The photo doesn't do the color justice, but I can tell you that it did take me about a day to get used to. I'd catch a glimpse of myself in the rear view mirror and think, "Woah. What did you do???" But now, I like it. I feel like an artist. I feel
like just because I have red hair, by default I'm fierce and confident and creative.
Amazing what a bottle of hair color can do.
