A few weeks ago one of the ‘most read’ articles on the Guardian website was from a woman asking if she should dye her grey hair. The answer was it’s “given” read; expected and accepted. But once you start you are trapped on the hamster wheel of hair care.
Due to the austerity measures imposed by my employment status, I have gone from being a woman who, approximately, every 5 weeks lounged in a salon while amenable young people brought hot drinks and furnished me with a selection of glossy magazines. It was relaxing hair care, all I had to do was turn up and part with cash. I had a good colourist to keep the grey at bay and the perfect hairdresser, not only able to cut my hair well but also had a dislike of small talk. Nothing is more tedious than a hairdresser in a bored tone asking “are you going on holiday?”. We both know whatever the answer he/she doesn’t care.
My hair grows quickly, I am a woman who seems to be permanently need to ‘do’ her roots, roots which are increasingly populated by a thin line of grey. I am not prepared to accept grey. Since the introduction of stricter home budgeting home colour is my new ‘friend’, gone is the couple of hours of peace at the hairdressers, replaced with the indignity of plastic gloves, an old towel and a stop watch at home. Prior to redecoration my bathroom was testament to the poor home dye skills of an earlier lodger. Therefore, I stand rigid in the bathroom for fear of dripping dye down the walls. The bedroom floor has auburn stains from a weak moment when I naively ventured from the frozen posture of the bathroom to get something. Never again.
I have experimented with various auburns, got bored and decided on a change. In my experience most women when having a life ‘dip’ decide on a change of hair, either colour or style. There is something very rejuvenating about changing your hair. After comparing several boxes of hair dye for nearly 45 minutes in Boots I selected a radical new alternative: morello cherry red.
I expected my friends to gasp at the startling colour change. Instead, just one remarked “is your hair a bit more red?”
However, I have learnt; that washing-up liquid or vinegar removes dye stains from the face and Vosene strips failed colour experiments. (Thanks toand ).
I have also found a new satisfaction in ‘trimming my own fringe’ but that’s a whole other post.