I just wanted to say—quickly, I’m trying to get my shit together so I can wake up angrily at 4am to get to JFK for a 7:30am flight—that I am a hair genius.
My blue dye idea turned out exactly as planned. It just looks like I have dark, cool-toned brown hair, which most people would say is black. Reds and golds are all gone and the gray is a subtle dark blue that blends and is barely noticeable.
At points in my life I considered going to beauty school instead of library school. I only got my MLS because I’m security-minded and figured I could always find something library-ish to do in any city. Steady, not necessarily lucrative. Really, they’re both trades and hair cutting and coloring is a more practical skill. (I also often wonder what I’d be doing now if I went to culinary school instead of art school. My mom wanted me to, but I didn’t like the idea of not earning a bachelor’s degree and in 1990 it was still very much an outsider’s kind of path, not prestigious.) You certainly don’t see any librarian reality shows on Bravo.