Dirty Blonde
So I took the whole day off from work today. Went to a holiday party last night with a friend at a spicy new club on the west side called 'Pacha'. The true opening is set for tonight, but us hipsters felt super suave n special walking up that red carpet a night early to the thumping techno beats and tempting Christmas-tini's that were being served inside.
After scoping out 3 floors, the co-ed see-through showers and the green VIP room (not to mention 4 rum & diets and 1 Christmas-tini) ....Oh, and a partridge in a pair tree... We were finally all Pacha'ed out and made our way through the double steel doors and out into the fridgit night.
I sleepily awoke this morning to a blairing alarm clock reminding me to get my pounding head and and toasty body out of bed and into a cab to take me downtown to the hair salon. Ok, WHO might I ask, makes a 9 AM appointment to get their hair colored the day after a Christmas party and the morning of Manhattan's very first blizzard of the season?
Apparently only ME, because I was the only client in the joint promptly (and amazingly) at 9.
Another question: Have you ever experienced going to a hair salon, telling your stylist EXACTLY what it is you'd like done, and then having her do the COMPLETE OPPOSITE? OK, well, that pretty much happened to me today. I asked for typical blonde bombshell highlights, you know, Reese Witherspoon style. What do I get? Dirty blonde hair with caramel low lights.. Sweet. I look in the mirror and jump at the sight of it...
This person is so NOT me.
All I can say is...Man am I a Dirty Blonde...(and I don't mean Britney style)
-Blonde is just another name for HOT-
-Life is better BLONDE-
-Blondes have more FUN-
After scoping out 3 floors, the co-ed see-through showers and the green VIP room (not to mention 4 rum & diets and 1 Christmas-tini) ....Oh, and a partridge in a pair tree... We were finally all Pacha'ed out and made our way through the double steel doors and out into the fridgit night.
I sleepily awoke this morning to a blairing alarm clock reminding me to get my pounding head and and toasty body out of bed and into a cab to take me downtown to the hair salon. Ok, WHO might I ask, makes a 9 AM appointment to get their hair colored the day after a Christmas party and the morning of Manhattan's very first blizzard of the season?
Apparently only ME, because I was the only client in the joint promptly (and amazingly) at 9.
Another question: Have you ever experienced going to a hair salon, telling your stylist EXACTLY what it is you'd like done, and then having her do the COMPLETE OPPOSITE? OK, well, that pretty much happened to me today. I asked for typical blonde bombshell highlights, you know, Reese Witherspoon style. What do I get? Dirty blonde hair with caramel low lights.. Sweet. I look in the mirror and jump at the sight of it...
This person is so NOT me.
All I can say is...Man am I a Dirty Blonde...(and I don't mean Britney style)
-Blonde is just another name for HOT-
-Life is better BLONDE-
-Blondes have more FUN-
16 Comments:
was this your date with dbf? nice hair, hipster
Woah! Who's the stranger? Oh. Sorry, didn't recognize you. It's not the hair, it was the frown. Honest!
Did she color all of your hair that color? I can't tell from the picture. It could be worse. Somehow. Look on the bright side. It'll grow out, eventually.
I am loving your life right now - how fun to go to that club opening last night! It's like a scene right out of Sex and the City! I'm sorry about the dirty blonde thing, but from the looks of your picture, you're still h-o-t so you're all good!
Almost forgot to mention, being hot is a state of mind, not a hair color. You'd still be hot if you had it colored neon green.
Which is why I'm rocking the dark brown hair. Really.
I know EXACTLY what you mean. I've even dedicated a couple of whines/rants about it on my blog. I don't understand when I show a picture of what I want...and yet can't seem to get it. It's like, if you don't understand, tell me - I'll break it down for ya!
This last visit to the stylist was far more successful than previous ones. But I'm hesitant to have her do more than just a cut at this point!!!
Flippin sweet. Dirty is the new blonde.
Alanna -Gotta love that customer service? LOL Keep goin' girl :)
Ah yes, another great blog to read by a hottie! Sweet.
Girl you are right...you are the same color as meeeeee! Except I prefer to call it CHESTNUT not dirty b.
I've been cutting my own hair for the past five years, so I can't complain if my "stylist" messes up. Fortunately he is a raging perfectionist...
OH NO ALANNA!!! are you going to go and get it re-sun-kissed??
oh, and my stylist is the same, in the begining i would tell her what i wanted, and she would say- "NO, here is what we're going to do..." !! but i liked what she did- now i just tell her- to do whatever she wants--
Phew, I thought you were going to say your hair turned green!
Go brunette. It's dark, mysterious...
Yeah, right.
i know exactly how you feel! aarrgh! but it looks great and you'll get used to it.
Blondes have more fun but dirty blondes have more dirty fun, which is better than regular fun.
definitely don't like dirty blonde look. I'm so sorry for you girl.
If I were you I would have not paid for those highlights and smacked her all the way to the floor.
the end!
First off...props for getting out of bed and going to get your hair done after a wild night out. I can't say I'd have made it.
Sorry about the hair trauma. I hate when that happens. Especially after you spend a fortune. LOL
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