Hi! Thank you so much for your AMAZING feedback from last weeks post. It was overwhelming to read all the lovely, lovely comments. I also heard from several of you who are currently going through a break up, of a similar age to myself. Just to know that my experiences are helping you in even the smallest way means the world. I’ve got your back girls. So, with this post, let’s go back to the beginning, back to October….
In the first week or so of a break up you’ll be shellshocked, and your mind will be working overtime. A distraction is a good thing. So, I booked in for a spontaneous hair appointment. This may not sound like a big deal but I’ve NEVER had my hair professionally dyed (the 5 quid L’oreal DIY ones back when I was 18 don’t count), as I wanted to wait for my first grey hair before doing so. I’m a bit weird like that.
That ALL went out of the window post break up. I wanted to wash that man right out of my freshly dyed hair (insert obligatory ‘GURLFRIEEEND’ here)… So I booked in, and went in, armed with screenshots of the colours I liked. How 2015.
It had been less than a week since the break up, so I was still in the not sleeping, balling my eyes out phase, and I’ll be honest – I looked a bloody mess. No amount of make up could cover up the newly acquired puffy eye bags. Ewwww. SO not fabulous. Just the feeling of knowing I was going to be pampered made me feel instantly better.
I told the hairdresser what had happened and we had a good old gossip as he worked his magic. Hairdressers are so great. You get a new ‘do and a virtual therapy session all at once. Also – if you’re lucky, a decent coffee and one of them lovely Lotus biscuits. Winning.
I went for a deep brown with highlights of red and purple, and the end result was GORGEOUS. I left that salon with a glossy, shimmering mane, and a tiny little bit of confidence had been restored too. My walk was as bouncy as my hair that day.
If you can, treat yourself. Of course it takes far longer to mend you on the inside than the outside. Dyeing your hair is by no means a permanent heartbreak cure, but what the heck, allow yourself that quick fix of looking better! Then spend more time working on what really counts, fixing that broken heart. The bonus is, you’ll look DAMN HOT as you do it.
See you for the next instalment….the one where I found myself in B&Q buying overalls and metallic gold paint….uh-huh honey….