Ever-Changing Hair

In case it wasn't known, my roommate is a cosmetologist. This means that the nights we get bored my hair changes. In February my hair color changed twice, it went from one shade of dark to black. Callie still says it wasn't black, but it was my hair and I say it was black. Then in March shortly before my trip to Oregon we got bored again. I had spent over three years letting my hair grow out, but it was time for a change. As strange as this sounds cutting my hair became one more giant step toward healing. That night we cut nearly 7 inches of length off my hair and did an overall color of auburn and then added blonde highlights. (View picture) As I sit here tonight my hair is changing once again, we're going RED! It was a last minute decision. I made a comment to one of Callie's clients that I wanted my hair to be the same color as her's, so Callie pulled out the chair and covered me with hair dye..... (This picture doesn't do it justice...) This is what happens when we get too much time on our hands at home. :)