My hair has always been my one beauty indulgence. I don’t wear makeup. I don’t wear a lot of jewelry and my ears aren’t even pierced. I didn’t get the shoe gene that many women have. I do take pride in my clothing but I don’t spend a lot of money on it. To be honest, most of it comes from Walmart. I think their clothes are underrated.
In the days before Covid, I got my hair cut regularly every five weeks. It grows quickly and by the time five weeks have gone by, it looks like a completely different style from its pixie starting point. I was totally spoiled because a friend, who’s arguably one of the best hairstylists in the city, actually came to my home to cut and colour it.
Post-Covid is altogether different. My friend is not allowed to come into the building at all now. At the moment I’m desperately in need of a cut and colour, but because we are in “orange” I can’t leave the building. My last colour was in October. My last cut was in December at First Choice. I have three months of what the beauty industry calls “regrowth,” which is a nice way of saying your roots are showing. In my case it’s grey. Because it’s so long, I still have a couple of inches of auburn on the ends, which is actually pretty close to my natural colour. My hair looks rusty. I actually have a shirt the same colour, so I wore it yesterday and really rocked the rusty look.
I’ve been wanting to do something different with my hair and was considering going blonde. Right now I would settle for just a cut.
A few days ago someone actually complimented me on my hair. I guess they thought the rusty look was deliberate. Or, maybe they were just being nice.
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