Saturday I went to the salon.
The lil’wrekker and stylist decided I needed to be VERY blond.
I argued. You think anyone listens to me? Nah. The Lil’wrekker has spoken. Grey gotta go, Ma needs blond!!
Ok. I lived thru it. It looks ok. A little brassy for my tastes
But, eh who really cares?
I’ll tell you who cares.
After dinner this evening I went to the shower and washed my blond locks. I used a new shampoo. It’s purple. It’s to make blond hair all shiny and shit. I don’t know what has happened but Bayliss the dog is not amused.
He actually barked at me when I came out with my hair dry.
He’s kinda over it. But I keep getting the side-eye.
Poor Bayliss, poor Beck. What was Lil’wrekker thinking? Get a pale color rinse and put it in and tell Lil’wrekker that this new color was caused by the purple rinse.
My beard is Santa Claus Snow White now, but decades ago I was disturbed when I started going gray. I bought a box of Just For Men, read the instructions (briefly) and set to work.
I wanted to “hide the gray”. After the recommended time I did not see any real change, so I left it on for much longer. When I eventually rinsed, my brown with a bit of gray beard was JET BLACK.
Brown hair is so hard to get right. My natural color would be considered dark brown. I made the mistake of buying dark brown dye ONE time. I don’t have a lot of gray and the result was not good. I looked like a black-capped chickadee! I was so embarrassed. Even some of the medium brown dyes come out too dark. SOME day I’ll quit dying but that day has not come yet.
The other day I had my hair down and loose. I went back to see the dogs and I bent over the doggie gate and scared Hickory. She didn’t recognize me, barked and jumped back. I had to pull it back and reassure her it was me.
When my hair was salt-and-pepper, I really liked the “Castings” coloring, but alas, it was just a rinse. As the salt-and-pepper became much more salt than pepper, the “Castings” became inadequate. I started looking at permanent dye.
I selected a dark brown.
When people asked about my hair, I said the color was called “That’s not the color on the box.”
Happened to my boss when, in his 50s, he discovered he was going to be a father again. He decided that he needed to look younger. What wasn’t deep black came out a weird golden brown that was never his hair color to begin with. He laughed about it, claiming he gave the office something to talk about for a week. And they did. He was spot on in that observation.
I’m thinking you are right. Have fun with it. You know it will grow out. But talk to a stylist or even call the color company to talk to someone who can get the color right for you. It could even be the water used for rinsing that caused the color to go weird.