Remember my teeny tiny obsession with colorist Johnny Ramirez’s work? Well, I finally bit the bullet and took this virgin hair of mine to the Ramirez Tran Salon in Beverly Hills a few weeks ago. You guys, I spent TWELVE hours having my hair colored and cut by Johnny and Anh Co Tran, respectively. (And you thought I had OCD…these guys were speaking my language!)
So, yeah, I looked like this for a good portion of the day.
Johnny was meticulous, I mean, METICULOUS with my hair. He’s an artist, for sure. And wears great boots, to boot.
I will say there came a point in the afternoon when I wondered if something had gone terribly wrong with my hair, but was quickly talked off the ledge by a few of my highlighted-hair-expert-friends after I texted something to the effect of OMG THE ENDS OF MY HAIR ARE BUTTERSCOTCH YELLOW.
All part of the plan, my friends. Look at the finished result!
I am so, so happy with the results. I told Johnny I wanted beachy, sunkissed highlights and he delivered.
The best part? The top of my hair wasn’t touched so it will grow out seamlessly, and I only have to visit Johnny once a year. (Good thing as that is all I can afford, peeps.)
After spending the past couple of decades with virgin, all-one-shade hair, it feels great to have some depth and dimension.
Loving the color gradation in my updos too. Can you hear me squeeing over here? Because I am.