Gather ’round everyone and I’ll tell you the story of my hair. It all started when I was 13 years old and my mom was dying her hair. She asked me if I wanted some highlights, and from that moment, I was hooked!
I went from copper blonde to black, and almost every color of the rainbow. For the past few months, I was tired of always having to cover up my roots. Being a natural brunette is a pain in the ass when you want to go lighter. I, however, need to switch it up. I’m addicted to putting on a ratty shirt and putting chemicals in my hair.
I’m going to be bleaching my hair today, but I’m not going for blonde. I already know what color I’m going, but I’m going to keep that under wraps until it’s done!
I’m really excited to be getting back into destroying my hair and standing out. I realized that I need to be myself, and having crazy hair is apart of that.
Happy Monday everyone!