This could be one of those celebrity mug shots if a) I were a celebrity, b) this were shot in a police station instead of my bathroom, and c) someone had arrested me for something besides crimes against my hair color.
I really shouldn’t be allowed to make choices like this while I’m dealing with cancer. Maybe there’s a blonde that would go well on me. Maybe there’s a colorist who could do better highlights than these. I don’t know. (But the green is all on me – that was my post diagnosis celebration.)
All I can say is that my friend and ex-hairdresser, Andrea, talked me down from the edge and into a drug store for a quick fix with a semi permanent hair color. I even got a few compliments today.
You can all stop laughing now. REALLY!