What’s the biggest risk you ever took with your hair?
Mine was right after a traumatic breakup in 1999. On a heartbreak whim I asked my stylist to chop my long black hair, which was down to my elbows, into a chin-length layered style with the ends flipped out.
But because that wasn’t enough of a change to purge my emotional demons, I went back the following week and asked for chunky red highlights.
I remember how liberating it felt to transform my look. It was like letting go of all of that hair somehow unloaded the baggage of my failed relationship.
Of course, I also remember how much of a pain-in-the-arse it was to grow out the new cut, LOL! I hate how my hair feels when it’s in that mid-length stage, creeping down the back of my neck.
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Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,