Hair Problems

Hi! I have a quick little update for you guys, even though y'all probably get bored listening about my uneventful life.

If you read I finally dyed my hair! back in January, you will notice that I, a former hair dye virgin, got the bright idea of trying to dye/bleach my hair blonde with $3 box dye from Walmart, consequently forcing me to go to a salon in town later that week to fix it. Unfortunately, the second dye job has long since faded and my brown/orange hair in contrast with my dark brown roots (which are now an inch long) screams white trash. I obviously would like my natural color back, simply because I am too lazy and poor to get my hair recolored every six weeks. If you look back at I finally dyed my hair!, you can get a pretty good idea of how long my hair is. My mom and I agreed that we should get Stephanie, my hairstylist, to chop off a few inches so my hair can become healthy again. The only problem is, I don't know if I should My appointment is at 2, so I have less than 24 hours to decide what kind of cut I want. Stumbling across a picture of Beyoncé has me thinking I could pull off an asymmetrical bob a few inches longer than hers. It's almost as if Beyoncé herself gave me a pep talk that made me believe I was the fiercest woman on the planet. The fact that this cut looks good with curly hair is giving me even more reason to like it. I don't know though. I know I'd miss my long hair, but I'm chopping it all off anyway and it's about time I tried something different.

Sneaux Days

HEY GUYS ❅

I have no idea if any of y'all were involved in the recent "snowpocalypse," but I live in Central Louisiana. We had not one, but two snow days in the past week! It snowed on the 23rd and the 28th, so naturally, the entire state of Louisiana fell apart. Classes were cancelled last Friday and on Tuesday and Wednesday this week.

Unfortunately, I didn't take any pictures during the first snow day because my cellphone was ultimately destroyed. Thankfully, I am going to Shreveport to get it fixed this weekend.

On Tuesday, however, my friend Ashley needed to take some snow day pictures for her photography class! I was pretty happy with the results. These are my personal favorites:↓

RANT: After living with someone else for over a semester, I now understand my mother's frustration with me when I was too lazy to clean up after myself. I love my roommate and I understand that she's going to have her friends over like I have mine, but please, for the love of God, I wish she would pick up after herself for once. A mountain of dirty dishes in the sink is bad enough, but it's even worse when my roommate won't even throw away her trash. I finally broke down and threw all her trash away and put even more of her dirty dishes in the sink to wash, but the dorm is still disgusting. There are crumbs all over the carpet and there are sticky spots from God knows what all over the counter and furniture. I used to tolerate it, but now it's really starting to make me mad. I am not her mother, nor am I her maid. I just wish she would pick up after herself for once. 

Rant over.

I finally dyed my hair!

Hello everyone! Remember when I mentioned changing up my hair in Is it too late to make New Year's resolutions? Well, I actually have a very much overdue hair update to show y'all today! I actually tried to do myself on the 12th, but I hated the way it turned out and had to wait until today to fix it again. /SIGH

Before I begin explaining what my new hair looks like, keep in mind that I was a hair dye virgin. I had never put any chemicals on it except a relaxer several years ago. My hair was a medium to dark brown, and the picture on your right was actually taken a few minutes before I decided to open the $3 box of L'oreal hair dye I got from Walmart. I went to my friend's dorm to do the deed. My friend's roommate, (who I probably shouldn't have trusted with my hair because she has ruined her hair with box dye and possibly killed a good number brain cells, but I digress back to my point. She mixed bleach into the hair dye, and disaster ensued. I thought I was going to pass out from the chemicals in the dye, and my entire body was stained from the bleach and I seriously thought I was going to dye when a piece of my hair accidentally got into my eye. On top of that, my roots made the "Screw you Camryn; we're not going blonde" message very clear. I'm starting to think there was a reason why they were so stubborn. Not like my hair can talk or anything; that's just weird. I got the bright idea to put straight up bleach on those roots.

This was the aftermath:

And in that moment, I swear I was the real life princess emoji. 👸 Reactions to my unfortunate dye job range from everything from "OMG, what the happened?! Your friends must hate you." to "YES CAMRYN YES! 😍"

I wouldn't be surprised if the people who said they liked my hair were just trying to be nice.

Don't get me wrong, I actually really liked it at one point, but the more I looked at it every day in the mirror, the more I realized it looked yellow and the more I hated it.

The next day, I made an appointment at Salon Rogue in Natchitoches to fix it. I originally wanted my hair darker than my natural hair color, but my friend (the same friend who let me bleach my hair at her dorm) coaxed me into dying it a lighter color. My hair is incredibly close to my natural color, but it is a little bit lighter and has a reddish tint in the sunlight. Since I didn't want to walk out the salon with no change whatsoever, I had Alicia give me side swept bangs. The salon was a little pricey, but you get what you pay for with hair. I paid $65 for the cut and color. This is the final product: ⤗

My hair is actually down to my chest, but the lighting in the picture makes it seem like it's shoulder length. I couldn't be happier with the results!

I learned two valuable life lessons from this experience:
1. Embrace your natural hair color. 
2. Avoid box dye like the plague.

With that being said, have a lovely day! ❥