After I hit the 9 month mark, I needed a change. The fact that the bishops wife offered to cut and color my hiar for only $20 was also really enticing. So there begins the rough journey...
1. Started off with highlights. Something simple. Nothing too drastic.
|I saw this picture on my camera one day after I dyed my hair |
and didn't even recognize myself!
|Farias was smart in going dark.|
|All I see in this picture is orange roots!|
|Way better than before but the orange is still present.|
6. I finally get back to the states and the 2nd day I got home I went to a salon. I needed major help. When I got there the first thing my hair stylist said was...what did you do to your hair? More like what didn't I do with my hair. So proceeded to tell me I couldn't dye it or do anything to it for another 6 months.
Well it has been exactly 6 months and what did I do? Went to get my hair done. Didn't know who to go to or where to go seeing as I am new to the city but can I just say I was thoroughly pleased with my male Nicaraguan hairstylist. Never have I had a guy cut my hair but after 4 long hours in the salon he made me a happy woman.
|What we call the melt|
|I wasn't trying to take a myspace photo, I promise.|