Saturday, November 14, 2015

Jumping in With Both Feet



Before
After
 Yesterday, I walked into the hair salon gung-ho just wanting something, not really sure what but just something. The stylist who also is part of my family looked at me like what? Can you give me a clue? I could not answer, I did not even know. I just knew I wanted a CHANGE! As I have been many shades of blonde, I have been red, hair of two colors (light blonde with a merlot under tone) she said what do you want? Color of blue, silver, darker, just give me something? As I think it would be fun to do the in colors of blue, silver, green or even a multi-color; I am not sure if would be able to pull that off. So I opted for some lowlights of red and highlights of blonde (my safety net of color).

Starting the foil process of colors which continued for approximately two hours then off to the wash station to seal the product. All the while I trying to figure out a cut, all I said was I want you to cut it but leave it long. Was that a fair assumption to give? It is just hair, right? One thing about your hair is, if you are having a bad hair day, everything feels off. You may have the cutest outfit on or wearing the best shoes but when your hair is not in your good place, nothing else matters. Well, that is how I feel. Plus, it is hard for me to manage my hair. I say that lightly having naturally curly hair as flat irons, curling irons or even the round brush when it takes twenty plus minutes to style my hair thus causing my hands to go numb often. This is what make is not manageable. Hence, why I wear my hair up a lot not because it is the faster route! Just a side effect from my accident, disability and the many surgeries I have had. I do take the time some days, it is a nice feeling when you hair is done and styled. I am lucky though, I have an awesome daughter who when she has the time will do my hair, love you Bay!!!

Now, the waiting has come to an end and it is time to see what the color process created. Towel off and at first I felt I made a mistake. What was I thinking telling her I wanted something new? I just keep staring. It was definitely different. Usually, I am used to seeing all blonde, many many light shades and red underneath. I thought, what would my husband say? Would he like it? I did not know and I did not care because did I like it? As I kept looking in the mirror she began to joke about if my husband would even notice, would he notice the colors, would he notice that she was cutting more than the normal half inch I usually allow or all the layers that just starting to occur. I knew he would, he always noticed. If does not, he makes a good argument as he always states his opinion whether he likes my "new" hair or not. One of the many things, I do love of him. Well this time, it would not be hard it was not just a few blonde highlights.

I definitely got change I asked for. With the color, cut and style, I left with a smile genuinely. Thank you, Tina. I took the risk, the risk many times I wanted when I sat in that same exact chair but did not have the courage to take. This time, I leaped all in. Change is something that is needed from time to time. Just have to jump in with both feet. Knowing, there are times it may be what we are not expecting or wanting but you never know until it happens as you may be surprised with the outcome in a great way. You just have to have Faith!

In the end, almost four hours later (the price of beauty and keeping up), I came home to my husband telling me my hair looked great and I was beautiful. My three old year daughter looked at me and said "hair beautiful mommy" so I will take that all day long. Yes, it is just hair and there are bigger things in life to worry about but sometimes taking a risk or making a change when you are not sure what the outcome will be; pays off with great rewards. GOD BLESS

You’ll always miss 100% of the shots you don’t take. ~Wayne Gretzky

Until Next Time...Make It A Great Day!

www.blackandredlicorice.com

Visit me on Facebook - Black and Red Licorice: The Daily Mix of Life



No comments:

Post a Comment