Can we talk about hair for a minute? Blonde hair specifically. I have been to a thousand salons, declared my devotion for each and every one, then gotten too comfortable and burned one too many times. Isn’t that how it always goes? Highlights are a slippery slope. I was coerced into getting just a few during my first couple of years at Syracuse, and by the time I graduated, I was a full on, all over, one dimensional blonde (and I was tan. in the winter. in Syracuse, NY. crazy lady.) I’ve since taken it down a notch, but never underestimate how addictive blonde hair can be.
Recently I was burned once again, by asking for ‘golden’ blonde, and coming out ‘orange’ blonde. So I am trying another place. I’ve made my appointment way in advance (usually I am looking in the mirror freaking out and trying to get an appointment for THAT DAY.) Then I read this which made me think…enough with the golden American blonde…I have been asking for the wrong thing all along! I need Scandinavian blonde! The holy grail of champagne-y blondness. I will ask for Scandinavian blondness. So that’s my plan.
I’ve officially exposed myself for the hair-obsessive I am. But, I have friends who for blow outs twice a week and others who traverse various NYC boroughs to hunt down the secret curly hair place. So at least I know I am not alone!