Just Call Me Sharon Osbourne! (A Tale of Botched Hair Color)

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A few days ago, I read a very relatable 2-part story by @Hate2Iron, about getting a new haircut that she hated. That's happened to me, but more recently, it was a botched hair coloring. I went to a local cosmetology school. I'd been there several times before for haircuts, pedicures, manicures. I like supporting students. I'm a natural red-head. I'm in my mid 50's and I've been coloring it for several years now. I like a light to medium auburn, which is close to what I had pre-dye days. It works well with my fair skin. I realize that bright colors of the rainbow are "in" for many women these days, especially for those of my kids' generation. I tend to be more conservative than trendy- preferring classic, natural colors/styles. So...I asked the colorist to just cover the grays and brighten the tone a little, nothing drastic please. I ended up with BURGUNDY hair!! My nickname could have been Sharon Osbourne for a few days. Every time I looked in the mirror, I scared myself! To my relief, I was able to "fix" it at home. My 29 year old daughter and a few others liked the new hue and said I looked younger. But I just could not adjust. I was able to laugh about it. Ah, this too shall pass! And it did. (Pic was taken in Nov. 2018, right after my hair appointment. Talk about a bad hair day, and week! )