I am one of those people who, once I get an idea into my head, I just do it. I don’t tend to mull things over, assess the risks, speculate the pros and cons or survey the opinions of those around me. I have the confidence in my own convictions and just do things on a whim.
On thursday lunchtime, as I strolled around my ever increasingly more mundane town centre, I decided I wanted to dye my hair red. Friday afternoon at 3pm, the deed was done. I hadn’t even pre-warned my boyfriend. The reason for this decision was thus; I really liked my golden-highlighted locks but the bleach was just killing hair and I could no longer bear the idea of torturing my tresses underneath those foils. Also, I try not to get stuck in a rut with my style, my clothes and my hair, so equally felt it was time for a revamp. My hair has never felt healthier and is beaming with radiance and bounce. I have been warned the colour will fade quite dramatically within a few weeks, so my mane may metamorphose into a gingery-copper-like state, but then I will go back to my hairdressers and have another colour put on. This should also increase the intensity of the red, which is what I am aiming for.
My outfit is as new and shiny as my hair colour. Both purchases were thanks to a mad sales dash around Topshop, Friday lunchtime. The peter pan collar tunic is a lush, verdant forest green colour, the perfect accompaniment to my new do. The mulberry angora wool cardigan is rather snug and I love the exaggerated bat-wings and intricate back detailing. I was extremely impressed with my sale buys, as invariably, I am left so very disheartened with sales in general, but Topshop came up trumps.
I hope you have all had a fab weekends. I have just returned from my weekend away in Norfolk. It was really relaxing, if not a little wind-swept! So now I really must unpack and have some tea, but please let me know your thoughts on the new do.