September 15, 2010
Whatever happened to blonde, brunette, and redhead? Last week we spent forty-five minutes at Target trying to find the right color because she forgot the damn box code. All I could remember was a picture of some smiling broad on the box, and while I was happy to keep looking, it turns out I picked the wrong one. Somehow, that turned out to be my fault.
I swear, going shopping for haircolor is worse than going to the paint store. Each of the eight major beauty product manufacturers have thirty-seven colors, five shades, nine sheens, and seven different highlights. You can choose from Colorsilk, Luminista, Nutrisse, Nice ‘n Easy. If you do the math on this, there must be millions of possibilities.
In any event, this is nothing new. Women have been doing it for centuries, going all the way back to the Egyptians and Romans. They’ve tried lime, ash, copper, iron, chamomile, saffron, tree bark, chalk, even lead (great idea there), all so they could look different. I don’t get it. Because when you get right down to it, ladies, all we have to do is flip you over to see the truth.
P.S. The Nordic Warrior Queen suggested the other day that I should color out the gray in my hair. You can imagine my response.