Friday, September 2, 2011

Turnin' and Tossin'.



"Your hair! Your beautiful hair! Oh, Jo, how could you? Your one beauty." -Little Women

So yesterday I revealed that I am now...a brunette.

I still am not crazy about it.

As you can probably tell by my song of choice and my Little Women quote, I feel as though I've gone and done the unfathomable.

I had good reason. I really did.

So here's the background on why I did what I did....
You see, kids when you're in college, you're a poor college kid. But when you're in grad school, you're dirt poor. Or at least, I am.

So things like getting your hair done regularly are a luxury.

I have never had the roots I've had like I have recently until I went to grad school. I thought that I could save money by going to my "natural" color.

I am truly a blonde, but b/c I've had the white blonde in my hair all my life (since I was 14 to be exact), it looked much darker.

And then once I went darker, I'd let my hair grow out to my natural color until I graduated from school.

Now some people live and die by Truvy's famous line in Steel Magnolias, "There is no such thing as natural beauty." And I agree with that myself because Lord knows I'll go to my grave with color in my hair.

But I live and die by another statement Truvy made in the same movie, "I don't like her. I don't trust anyone who does their own hair. I don't think it's natural."

Now, I know lots of people who color their own hair. And yes, I think they're crazy. But you also have to understand that I don't spend a lot of money on beauty products, designer bags -I'm talking Gucci and Prada people-, or super fancy clothes. I spend money on my hair. It is the one area in my life that I'll splurge and not think twice about it.

So this natural hair color thing was a big sacrifice for me.

BIG.

BIG. BIG.

HUGE.

Anyway, my momma graciously agreed to help me with the bill because remember...Dirt poor graduate student, party of one here!!

So I was in my hometown when this grand scheme came into place thankfully.

I called my stylist and told her my plan.

She thought I was nuts.

Eventually she came around and my hairstylist said, "we'll do a brown because a brown will lighten up eventually."

I thought, "Okay, no big deal."

WRONG THOUGHT.

Listen, I know you're sitting there thinkin', "This crazy girl needs to get over it with the hair. She talked about it yesterday in the vlog and now again. It's really not that big of a deal."

But it is.

I, Samantha ____ ________, have identified myself with being a blonde my entire life.

I was blonde when I born.
I was blonde when I was in grade school.
I was even lighter blonde when I started hiliting for the first time in junior high.
I was blonde when I turned 16.
I was blonde when I graduated high school.
I was blonde in college.
I was blonde when I graduated college.
I was blonde when I got married.

AND I was blonde until a week ago this past Wednesday when I did the unthinkable.

The point? I have a history with being blonde.

I LOVE IT.

I believe in the statement, that "Blondes have more fun."

I believe it way down deep like I believe in Jesus Christ is number 1 and number 2 is I believe that blondes have more fun.

So when the process of getting my hair done was all over, I am more than sure I walked outta there looking like I was shell shocked.

People had to do double takes.

I almost cried on several occasions. I held it together which is a huge accomplishment until I was watching "The Help."

I saw Celia Foote and thought, "God I would have been a fabulous blonde in the early sixties."

And then, I remembered that I wasn't a blonde anymore.

The waterworks started and didn't stop for the rest of the movie.

That night, I tossed and turned over it and decided that I'd probably go short before this was all said and done. I've had short hair before. I know how to rock short hair.

I told Brandon my plan the very next day. He said, "Whatever you want to do dear." B learned a long time ago that my hair was a very touchy subject and could see that I was on the verge of a breakdown.

A week later, I'm not sure if I'll be brown for the rest of my life. I do love being a blonde.

But, I don't exactly hate being brown either. I did initially.

But now? I kinda like it. It makes my blue eyes stick out big time.

Let's be clear though, KINDA does not translate into love affair, people.

Stay tuned.

Happy Tuesday!

5 comments:

Jessika said...

I for one, a native brunette, am so proud. I can't WAIT to see what it looks like. You rock any hairstyle or color!! I just wish I could do the same! Because remember, 'You is kind. You is smart. You is important.'

Gina said...

I take a blog break for a week and you do something THIS BIG? And you didn't text me a picture!??

Brittany Ann said...

Um, I am obviously way behind, and I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!

But, I have to say, I love it. LOVE it. I mean, I loved you as a blond, too, but girl, brown looks awesome on you! I mean it! And you know I wouldn't lie!

Lil' Woman said...

I need to catch up on blogs and see this new do of yours...I am shocked but excited to see how it looks.

Denise said...

You are far more brave than I am! I almost had a meltdown the other night when I went a half shade darker of blonde.

GO GIRL!! I have no doubt you can rock it.

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