So I decided to color my hair. It was a bit of an impulse decision. Adam reminded me of the time that I had darkened my hair a few years ago and said how much he liked it. I thought, hey why not do it again? The difference (and an important difference at that) was that last time my great friend (and professional hair stylist I might add) was the one who colored it for me. Who knew what a difference a little training could make? The biggest issue I had was in selecting the appropriate color for the look I was going for. Despite the guide on the back of the box showing me otherwise, soft black really is black. So here I am with m
y black hair...Here's a picture of both my talented friend and the results of a professional coloring job back in 2004.
On another note,
I've never felt more like a man than when I looked at this picture. Ugh!
