So last Wednesday, I decided I was completely sick of being blonde and sent a picture of a girl’s hair I had seen on Instagram to my hairdresser, and by Friday, after three hours in the salon, I was a redhead once more.
Whilst at university, my hair was red, brown, black, platinum blonde, green (accidentally), red, orange, red and then blonde. I’ve been that same shade of blonde for three years now, with the exception of a few temporary Bleach London experiments with pinks and purples. And lately I’ve not been feeling myself, and I’ve been remembering a time when I had confidence flowing out of me like nobody’s business. And it’s when I had red hair. Soooo…
My hairdresser is incredibly talented, and made the experience even more exciting/terrifying by turning me away from any mirrors or reflective surfaces from the moment she rinsed the dye out, so I had no idea what it looked like until she had cut, dried and styled it. And if that wasn’t enough, Bizzaz use completely cruelty-free Paul Mitchell products. Amazing.
It’s okay to be completely obsessed with my own hair, right? I’ve not felt this good in a long time. I finally feel like me again. Everything is falling into place: I’ve moved into a lovely new home with one of my oldest friends, I’ve just secured an amazing new job at the University of Exeter with an actual salary, I’ve been working on my music, and my hair is ON FIRE. Life is good.
Aleena at Bizzaz, you are a magician. My hair is stunning and I absolutely love it. If anyone wants to change up your look and have a total hair transformation, go to Bizzaz in Exeter. Even if you don’t live in Devon.