Remember how excited I was to finally go platinum blonde after 15 years of waiting? Everyone always says, “Don’t do it at home; you’ll turn it orange!” Well, friends, I can say that I did one better: I went to a salon and paid someone to dye it orange for me.
This is the color I wanted. (And yes, I took this picture with me.)
This is the color I got. (I didn’t even put a fancy filter on this to make it look better.)
And it’s been a long time since I cried after a visit to the salon, but today, I cried the big, ugly cry. I waited until I got to the car, and I’m pretty sure I scared Brian with my crying face, so I’m sorry for that. The stylist said the change would be shocking. It certainly was.
I’m still not sure what I’m going to do. I know you’re all going to tell me to go back to the salon and have them fix it, but it’s kind of the last thing I want to do, and it was the owner of the salon who did this, so yeah . . . I ordered some Garnier White Chocolate box color on Amazon. All the reviewers seemed to have had the same problem I did, so when that gets here in 2 days, I’ll let you know how it goes. Until then, I’ll be waiting for my scalp to heal.