Brown Hair

Wednesday texting conversation with Braden...

Braden: "so what have you been up to?"

Me: "Well I have brown hair..."

Braden: "Picture. Now."

Thats right. I dyed my hair brown people!
This is a big deal apparently. When I sat down in my stylist's chair I honestly had no idea dying my hair a different color was such an event.
I really didn't think to much about the decision, it was very impromptu. My sister and the hair stylist said "You should dye it brown!" and as it turns out, I am very susceptible  to peer pressure.

6 hours later...
(yes six actual hours, no exaggeration.. )

Brown.
But it some lights it looks a little black.
My 80 year old grandpa, uncle, and boyfriend keep calling it black. Not my favorite.
In fact, after spending 6 hours sitting in the salon and coming home to a LIVID mother telling me she hates it, I am NOT loving it..
I'm actually feeling a little emotional about it, and I spend a good 1o minutes crying.

A good nights sleep and a shower later, I am feeling much better.
All of my friends and family (minus mom, dad, and Gladys) love it.
Or at least they say they do, and thats fine because I cannot handle hearing anything else at this point. Im feeling a little emotionally unstable.

I am beginning to really love it though.
I tell myself it's very Rachel McAdams, if you will.
I realize I look nothing like Rachel McAdams, but like I said, emotionally unstable.

Give me about a week and I will be loving it, and no longer in denial about the fact that I do not look like a celebrity.


Because some of my friends thought I was lying when I told them, I have proof.
Pictures of my hair and Thanksgiving that I don't hate...

6 hours...

we're ready for christmas

My cute cousin

My cute, but not thrilled, parentals

And no I didn't dye my eyebrows too. They have always been this dark. I hate to break it to the haters, but Im not a natural blonde. Sorry Grandma.

If you don't like it, try to remember my emotional state and tell me some other time.

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!