A Study in Hair
Sunday, November 11, 2001 - continued
And... just when I thought I was doomed to a life of everlasting perm-dom and mediocre style, an angel came into my life and showed me the light.
An Angel named Megan.
From CV Hair Salon.
And I loved her.
I love her still.
You see, she was the one who talked me into growing out the perm. She's also the one who helped me grow out my bangs. And, finally, she's the one who introduced me to the beautiful world of hair color and all that is unnatural.
My hair hasn't been the same since. (I mean, literally, my hair has NEVER been the same since).
Winter, 1999
So there I am (looking a little stuck up, actually -- even with that booger in my left nostril).
But that's when it all started to change. I went from my mousy brown-blonde to a reddish hue and the perm fadded.
And soon I was a color freak and I couldn't get enough red: like the chunky-streak red she did below:
December 2000
And with all this fun, I went even MORE wild. I had her cut off five inches to get rid of the remaining remnants of perm once and for all!
December 2000
Only this was a sad time. Because this was when I had to say good-bye to Megan. It was time to move to the Twin Cities and find a new hair angel (which has yet to happen).
So, in my pursuits, I decided to try the posh Juut Salon Spa I'd heard so much about.
And then this happened:
February, 2001
The lady at Juut colored my hair freak-ass red.
I didn't like it.
So I found a new salon.
And while Kat at Estetica hasn't lived up yet to Megan's reputation, she's done some good work. She got me back to a normal red. Then she gave me this brief experience as a blonde:
August, 2001
But I couldn't take the peroxide stress on my hair and went back to neutral for Fall.
October, 2001
(I shamelessly stole this image from EJShea.com -- don't hate me)
The picture above was taken at Journalcon. It's probably the most boring I've been since my perm days. But I think the darker colors suit me. And just last week, I finally added the red back in. Only I don't have any pictures of it just yet (it's very similar to the red streaks a few photos up).
I suppose the good thing is that I think I'm going to stay here with my current color for a while. I mean, honestly, I've changed more in the past year than I have in the all the years prior. It's been pretty spazzy. I think I need to rest.
But it has been fun.
And it makes me laugh to go back and compare. I wonder how bad I think this style will suck in five or 10 years? How much my tastes will have changed? God knows I'm not the same girl I was in 1985. And while I'm thankful for that now, I sure as hell thought I was hot shit then.
(Special thanks to Slickery for giving me the Angel Snot Swag (via JournalCon) that I played with during the incredibly long time it took me to scan all these images!)
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