Wow, I didn't know you had cut your hair to your chin; I think it was still long last time we saw you. That's super-brave! I have cut my long hair short once in my life - the summer after seventh grade (that was the same summer I made the mistake of spraying it with an entire bottle of Sun-In; I went back to school with a carrot-colored bob). I have never been brave enough to go that short again!
I don't really know how to eliminate the blonde ends. Do you think that if you cut them off, they'd just bleach right out again? That's what mine tend to do. I haven't spent much time outdoors the past few summers, but up through college I had accustomed myself to the fact that my ends were just always going to be 15 shades lighter than the rest of my hair. The hair around my face and on top of my head would bleach out, too, and I think people just naturally assumed it was highlighting-gone-bad.
A weird thing has happened, though, and I think my hair is turning darker in general; I might be heading toward true brunette like my Mom. I only hope that when I start to turn gray (and it usually takes until sometime after 50 for women in my family), I will have the gorgeous ponytail of snow-white hair that my great-Grandmother had. I have already vowed not to cut it into the gray helmet that most little old ladies carry around on their heads.
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Date: 2005-06-07 06:27 pm (UTC)I don't really know how to eliminate the blonde ends. Do you think that if you cut them off, they'd just bleach right out again? That's what mine tend to do. I haven't spent much time outdoors the past few summers, but up through college I had accustomed myself to the fact that my ends were just always going to be 15 shades lighter than the rest of my hair. The hair around my face and on top of my head would bleach out, too, and I think people just naturally assumed it was highlighting-gone-bad.
A weird thing has happened, though, and I think my hair is turning darker in general; I might be heading toward true brunette like my Mom. I only hope that when I start to turn gray (and it usually takes until sometime after 50 for women in my family), I will have the gorgeous ponytail of snow-white hair that my great-Grandmother had. I have already vowed not to cut it into the gray helmet that most little old ladies carry around on their heads.