Shame on Me

Oops, I did it again. You'd think I'd learn but I didn't. It was time for me to color my hair and I thought to myself, "I would like some highlights and wouldn't it look so lovely to have a fresh hair color that looked like it was streaked by the sun as I'm laying by the lake this week."

"Oh, Molly, you didn't." You're saying.

Can you believe that I did? What a glutton for punishment I am!?! I went and bought the L'Oreal Colouer Experte......again.......even after the last debacle. "But it's been two years," I told myself. "Look, they've made a different wand. That looks easier to apply. I learned from my mistake last time. I'll leave the highlights in for less time so they don't stand out as much. It'll be fine."

But it's not fine. It looks as if I walked into the White Trash Hair Salon and Gun & Tackle Shop to get this piece of junk color. I'm not even going to include a picture because it looks so terrible. The worst part is is that it's almost 10 pm and we're leaving for church camp in the morning. Shame on me! I knew better and I am definitely thinking that the third time will not be a charm. There will be no third time. I am hereby swearing my allegiance to the monotone dome.