August Recommendation: Going Blonde

Because I’m worth it.

It took me until the verge of 46 to finally go blonde — like, actually blonde, not just highlights.

I’d had black hair once at 18. (“Black Currant” “non-permanent” my ass.) I looked like a goth. (I was not a goth.)

I’d been every shade of red over the years, from close to my natural color to far, far from it. Varying the shades of red was fun and low main…