I Tried Dying it Brown

Thank all of you for your comments. If I knew you'd comment so quickly I'd have waited to see what y'all said. I'm going to try what my son said tomorrow or the next day and see if I can get something at Sally's to help it.

Here is my hair now after putting a darker color on top...


Bwaa-ha-ha! It's exactly the same! I couldn't believe it when I took the towel off my wet hair and saw it. Lordie. Now I have to walk around like this with my parents tomorrow when we go to the doctor! (My parents and I are going together because my dad has an appointment with the doctor too.) I remember my hair turned that same color of orange one other time and it wouldn't take any color. I had to wait a couple of weeks before it would take any color.

I know.......Tomorrow I'll ask Dr. M what he did to me to make my hair turn orange! It's the anesthesia! Yeah, that's it!

Okay, not really. Maybe a bandana?? Nah, I look like crap with anything on my head -- scarves, bandanas, hats, etc. I look ridiculous in any of those.

So my options are:

1. Look ridiculous in a hat.
2. Look ridiculous with orange hair.
3. Wear a wig. (I don't have one so that's not technically an option.)
4. Cancel my appointment and hide in my house for a week until I can dye it again. (That's not really an option either. I need to go for that appointment because I have lots of questions.)

Why didn't I wait another day to dye my hair? Why?

1. I'm stupid.
2. I'm an idiot.
3. I'm a stupid idiot.
4. All of the above.

The only thing that bothers me, really, is that I have to go out in public. It doesn't make me anxious in the least that my hair is orange, except that I have to take the time to dye it yet again in a week. My hair just doesn't make me freak out like it does some people. It can be fixed.

Okay, I'm tired. I'm heading to my happy place to read magazines.