The Sixth Estate

[rinue]

Well, my hair is back to its natural color (at least approximately) for the first time in three years. Dark ash blond, although the dye lacks the reddish-gold cast my hair naturally aquires; then again, if I know hair dyes, (and I do,) they always fade to one tone lighter, more red, more gold. It'll be perfect by the time my roots start to show (or rather not to show).

I look good, which is a pleasant surprise; the last time it was this color, I looked dreadfully frumpy.

It's strange the things I'd forgotten -- for example, that my hair is the same color as my eyes, even though that's impossible since my eyes are adamantly green.

It's also strange the things I'd never noticed -- I look much more historical, as though I was just yanked from a Romantic novel. This came as a particular surprise to Val, who always gives me wheat blond ringlets in an attempt to achieve that very effect.

Mostly, I'm just surprised by how normal it looks, and for once I don't mean that in a bad way. (The other hair color I had this reaction to was dark forest green, although I will always hold an affection for pink.) I didn't have to try on several sets of clothing and play with makeup to get used to it.

I look like me.

How astonishing.

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[treehavn.livejournal.com]

i know what you mean - my hair is it's natural colour for the first time since i was 12. and suprisingly i really like it, even tho it is nothing more dramatic than a kind of shitty blah blonde/brown. according to my grandmother (who firmly described my hair previously as titian, no matter what colour i dyed it) 'you can really see what pretty eyes you have now'. personally i think she's talking out of her arse and its just the fact i now wear contacts.