As I've mentioned in recent posts, my family and I are on a vacation/sabbatical. During this week my hubby is studying in a nearby seminary; the kiddos and I are enjoying time with the grandparents.
One of the items on our agenda for this week was for my mom to highlight my hair. My mom was trained in the art of hair design (is that proper terminology?), and before getting married made a living using this art. There are great advantages to having a cosmetologist for a mom. When I was growing up, my siblings and I had her expertise at our disposal (I'm sure it saved our family lots of money). When I moved away to college, I was glad that on breaks and holidays, my mom could do my hair. I avoided paying someone to do it as long as possible. Then, the inevitable happened: I moved away to be a "big girl." Since I didn't see my parents as often, I was forced to find (and pay) a hairdresser. But whenever I plan to see my mom for any length of time, I ask her to do my hair.
After the birth of my first child (I was 30), my hair started getting darker. So, my mom started highlighting my hair. She has been doing it for me whenever we have been together for the past six years. She has always done a great job.
This time, we ran into a little problem. My hair is cut much shorter than the last time we did this so foiling it is more difficult. I told her to just bleach all of the bottom layer instead of highlighting it thinking this would make it easier to do. Big mistake! As you can see in this picture, it was too bleached!
Not only was this part of my hair a totally different color than the rest, it was a bright yellow...very unnatural looking. Nobody freaked out. We just laughed about it, because we knew it could be fixed. After consulting the stylist who does my mom's hair, we recolored the unsightly portion and it's good as new!
Have I ever mentioned that our family motto is "never a dull moment"?