In which it is revealed that I don’t deserve a nice color.
I believe I mentioned I had my hair cut and colored in Denver, yes?
Well.
While I was getting my hair washed, the stylist talked me into getting my hair colored because it was so very straw-like and icky. She used something she called demi-permanent hair color, and explained it was a little like an old-school cellophane in that it would coat and seal my very fried hair (two box jobs, a highlight, and a lowlight in the past 9 months) and make it all shiny again.
Yay!
And it was. She was right. It was smooth and shiny and all one color!
At the Super 8 in Nebraska, Bread and I soaked in the spa and swam a few laps in the pool. Afterward, he took a shower but I didn’t. I just let my hair dry with all those chemicals in it, and I didn’t wash it until the next day.
It ate through my color, I think, because it’s lightened noticably every time I’ve washed it since then.
I’m an idiot.
If you enjoyed this article, please consider sharing it!
I think what she might of used was a semi-permanent color, something like nice and easy. It will last for about 6 weeks and washes out with each washing. In your case swimming the chlorine water stripped it faster.
You’d think I’d be smarter by now, wouldn’t you. *rolleyes*
A suggestion for you to make your hair nicer: coat your hair with a jar of mayonnaise. The cheap stuff works fine. Then, wrap your hair with cellophane like cling wrap and let it sit for 30 minutes, then wash it out with normal shampoo. My Grandma used to do that to our hair when we went swimming too much and it really helped.