Blonde or brunette? by Sally Trotman

Two months ago I went through a radical image change. As I sat in the hairdresser’s chair, watching this fairy like lady mix bleach infused dye, my heart was pounding. I wanted to run away. Fortunately my Aries friend pinned me to the chair, told me to throw my Taurean caution to the wind, and embrace the change. After three hours of bleaching, and a bit of a restyle, I left the salon feeling a whole lot lighter. From brunette to blonde in just three hours, it had taken me about seven years years to find the courage to make this change. After several hours of peering endlessly in the mirror, I started to feel comfortable with my new look. I changed my hair just as summer was beginning in Mallorca, so the perfect time to get out and show it off a bit. It seems to me that blondes really do have more fun! Overnight I outgrew several situations in my life. Changing my look seemed to change everything. Perhaps I had been building up to this, as I’d been making a lot of inner changes since the start of the year. My blonde hair seemed to radically reflect this positive change. Watching the look of shock on friend’s faces as we met up for the first time since ‘dying’ was brilliant. Indeed I had dyed to my old look, and had been born anew. Of course not all reactions were positive, and I was ready for it. After all it had taken me a few days to adjust. Three weeks after the first dying session I went back for stage two; platinum blonde. This was my ultimate goal so I decided it was now or never. In Spain brunette is the name of the game, and the Spaniards seemed quite fascinated with the look. On returning to the UK no one really seemed to notice. We are far more adventurous with our hair in Britain, thanks to our pioneering spirit. Platinum blonde is quite tame in comparison to the odd pink mohawk found roaming around the streets of Watford. So what did I learn by changing from dark to light? I feel freer, more fun, and ready for adventure. Maybe all of this was stirring inside but somehow, every time I catch a glimpse of my new blonde look I remember the courage it took to ‘dye’ to the old. If I can make this change then what else can I do? So think for a moment about what you would like to do but don’t feel courageous enough to follow through. I could introduce you to my Aries friend to help you make the change but she’s quite busy charging ahead at the moment herself. So how can you get in touch with your inner ram? Listen to those repeated messages giving you a nudge in a different direction. We regret the things we don’t do, so be bold and go for it. You may be surprised at just what happens as you follow your heart and make a brand new start.
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