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Hubby thinks I’ve gone mad. In August I finally dyed my hair pink after having the hair dye sat in my bathroom cupboard for all of lockdown. I hadn’t been able to get an appointment with the hairdresser before going on holiday so I did it myself but I had booked myself in for November so I would look decent for my birthday. The original plan was to have blonde highlights but I was quite enjoying having pink hair so thought I would have another colour put on, maybe blue or purple. But when I started googling coloured hair some pictures of rainbow hair came up and once I had seen them I decided that I had to do it. 

I popped into the hairdressers two days before my appointment to choose my colours and to get a proper telling off from the hairdresser for bleaching my own hair. Luckily my hair wasn’t too damaged so when I showed her the photo of the rainbow hair and asked her if she could do it she just rolled her eyes and told me to come in an hour earlier. 

This was my hair before:

Here are the 5 colours:

And here I am after they’ve been put 
on:

And the end result:

 
I bloody love it!! ❤️❤️ The four hours in the chair were absolutely worth it and I’m so glad I’ve done it. At the moment I’m relatively well, probably the most well I’ve been for years, so I just want to grab life with both hands and enjoy it. I’m sure some people will think I’m having a mid life crisis or some kind of reaction to turning 40 this week but it’s about doing things that up until recently I haven’t been able to do because I’ve been so bloody ill. Having rainbow hair makes me happy and I don’t care what people think (although I do keep forgetting that my hair is multi coloured and wonder why people are staring at me!) I’m off to get my lashes done on Wednesday and I’m shitting myself about that. I hate eyes and don’t like to have anyone touch them, look at them or me look at other peoples. Having an eye test is a bit of a trauma so having them tinted and lifted is going to put me massively outside my comfort zone but I’m prepared to give it a go in the name of looking pretty! Wish me luck! 
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