Friends, I have made a bold decision. A decision inspired by my beautiful friend, Theresa. At her baby shower, when I noticed that her hair was looking particularly fine she remarked, "Oh, I just had the last of the dye cut out, finally." I let that percolate for a few months until I woke up this morning and decided that's it. I am going to stop dying my hair and let it go natural.
I'm weary of spending so much money on my hair. I'm tired of trying to come up with new and exciting ideas for my stupid hair colour. And to be honest, I'm interested. What the hell DOES my hair look like? I have no idea. I haven't seen my natural hair colour since grade 11. So now, while I'm keeping my hair pretty short, is the time. I think, perhaps optimistically, that it will only take a few hair cuts to get down to the real thing.
Who knows what treasures or atrocities will be unearthed in this experiment. It could all go very badly. I might have a lot more gray hair than I think I do. I might go running back to Eric begging him to restore my hair to it's former level of beautiful, beautiful fakeness. We shall soon see!