Man, I love Hair Thursdays, but can we jump back to the hair color poll? From the looks of my highly scientific survey, approximately two-thirds of you color your hair. That seems like a realistic number to me.
(It’s much more realistic than 78%, mind you.)
(Yes, there is a huge difference between 62% and 78%.)
(You know what? Leave me alone.)
However, after reading your comments, it has come to my attention that I may have misled you into thinking my hair has experienced nothing but pure chaste in the past 32 years. This could not be more untrue, as you will soon bear witness. After spending a good portion of my afternoon perusing through my old yellow box of photos, I give you this:
Whoorl’s Magical Hair Color Tour
It all started here, with a few subtle caramel highlights. Natural looking, yes?
I’m bored. Let’s take it up a notch and add a little more here and there.
Still brown, though. Kind of.
Time to touch up those roots! Oh, I have a great idea! While touching up, let’s just have my stylist run even MORE highlights through what’s left of my virgin hair. Brilliant!
Officially NOT a brunette.
We give thanks for this cornucopia of color. Just not on Whoorl’s head.
Okay, the blond has to stop. Let’s take it to a nice shade of reddish brownish something. I know! Dark butternut squash meets a kumquat! Tantalizing!
This color could have been the reason for the massive beer consumption.
Let’s go back to brunette. Except not just any brunette, an reddish brunette! Oh hell, throw some auburn in while you’re at it!
Do you hear something? Why, I think it’s the sound of my hair weeping! It’s being beaten into submission by my crimson lipstick!
The best color yet!
Kidding. That’s a wig.
You know, I’m sick of all this crap. I’m a serious person, with serious needs and serious thoughts. Seriously. Let’s take it all the way to the end of the spectrum.
Look, it’s shiny! Yet goth! Shoth!
As you can see from this riveting photo essay, I have been quite a hair color slut. (Just like 62% of you!) Let’s hug it out.