Major hair changes used to make me decently nervous, but I think I'm kind of fearless in the bleaching department now, especially when the risk of irreparable split ends makes turquoise dip dye possible.
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This weekend I bit the bullet and did something I've been wanting to do for a while-add some color to my hair. The whole process started when I wandered into a beauty supply store under the pretense of searching for a leave-in conditioner but things kind of snowballed after I discovered their rather extensive stock of vegan hair dye. Twenty minutes of confused bottle shaking and $16.50 later, I walked out with a daunting arsenal of developer, bleach, semi-permanent color, and some very black dye. I don't think I really committed to the whole thing until the bleach was actually in my hair and the ends were turning a putrid shade of yellow, though. I've been an ombre girl for so long that the idea of having any other irregularity in my hair was just a little intimidating, but after deciding that I was absolutely unwilling to live with hair the color of dirty swiss cheese, I globbed on the blue. I still freak out a little every time I catch a bit of turquoise in my peripheral vision, but definitely don't regret taking the plunge. Not yet, at least.
If you're wondering what would compel a girl to douse her hair with such a blatant hue, here are some photos that really swayed me: