- Why so suffer? - shrugged her husband in response to my wounds after another hike in the hairdresser.
- What do you mean why? To look better. Younger, in the end.
I spent a hand on the hair and frowned. As if buried. Each time after dyeing the hair, the scalp hurts so that it was pulled out first, and then sewed.
The fact is that I soon appeared Sedna. After her painting every 5-6 weeks, for many years I have developed some non -ormal sensitivity to this procedure. What I just did to ease the suffering: I changed paint, shampoos, salons, masters. Rubbed expensive serums and other panacea. Tried natural and gentling means of color. Only "Color Gamma", giving henna's hair, did not suit me. The non-ammatic paint washed earlier than the gray roots were growing. After painting with herbal or wine potions on the recipes found on the Internet, the result turned out to be like a bullet rushed into the hairdresser - now already paint the consequences of folk art.
"As I'm tired of this, I'll just have nothing to paint soon," I complained Svetlana, a close friend. - Maybe spit on everything and walk in what grows itself?
"You are so old," said the girlfriend's eyebrows. "You're over forty, and you won't give a face and thirty." Why spoil one nature gift to others?
- Well, with a decent haircut and make up it will not be so scary.
- But then everyone will decide what you made plastic. Wrinkles pulled, and did not have enough money for her gray.
We looked around, but I was not going to leave a sick topic:
- What is the target difference in plastic operations to remove wrinkles from the dyeing operations to remove seeds? After all, it also masks signs of aging. Temporarily. But for some reason, the lover of plastics and botox and condemn, and ridicurate to someone not too lazy, but the women are almost obliged to paint.
- If a woman has seen gray hair to 60, then it is ... it's just indecent, "Sveta spread his hands. - It is only worth it with the painting of the roots, everyone starts to shout that you have problems with your husband and not only that I got sick, waved on my hand, etc.
- Something like I still dug. And now I think, what's the difference? My husband supports me - this is what is important. And in general, why are these men at any age can walk at least gray, though lys, and we have to deal with it? And to the damage to health - chemistry there are chemistry, not with a fright I lick so much hair after each execution. Who knows what the consequences may be. I don't have, I think about it longer, the more I understand that in vain so many years has done so many years.
- Well, you're, girlfriend, dress up, ... Sveta risen. - Won, from time to time it is arranged Fashion shows with models in gray wigs. So what? I do not remember that after that Sedna at least once became fashionable seriously, without slipping, so that it was accustomed and became the norm ...
But I have already decided. In favor of your hair. His own, and not painted. I will tear stereotypes, it is necessary to match the fashion at least something.
In less than four months later, the roots of my hair have grown so much that the sledin in the total volume has become noticeably prevailing over the painted ends. I really didn't care what they think about it, but my husband was pleased with the statement that my hair was thicker!
This, of course, is not quite so. The hair was not thicker, but more, because they no longer hang with dull beams. They fastened and began to rise from the roots, which gave a hairstyle an additional volume.
I also remember with horror, as before every morning I suffered with styling. With whatever part of the sample, he rushed into his eyes, was wide, like a bald. And now after the soul, I'm just a slightly massaging my head, "Walking" the hair is neatrately and give them to dry by their move, without a hair dryer. The result is better to nowhere, all the probes have practically closed, well, is it not pleasant to metamorphosis?
The day came when even Sveta admitted that change in appearance was not made up.
"Well, okay," she smiled. - finally convinced. Whether I'm already accustomed to you, or in fact you are going this color, but I like the way you look. Only that's what we will do with Antonina? She is not me, there will be no small battle.
That's for sure. Antonina, our common girlfriend, was perhaps the coolest hand in my way to harmony with a head, more precisely, it covers it. I will not go into details about Toshka, this is a separate long story, I will only clarify that three years ago she had to provide us with light more independence for various personal solutions, because Antonina's husband was transferred to work in the London office. Now we have seen with it only two or three times a year - then we visited it in London, then she came to visit. "
The next meeting with Antonina was scheduled for less than a month. She had to arrive at the anniversary of the wedding of his parents.
"Maybe she will be so busy anniversary that she will not be up to you?" - I tried to calm me the litter.
However, knowing good Antonina, it would be necessary to prepare for the fact that after our meeting I will develop even more.
There was a turn again to go to the hairdresser. This time, the remnants of the painted ends were to comprehended finally, leaving for the review completely gray whiskey and not quite gray the other parts of the head, where there was still a lot of hair color of my youth.
Before the haircut hairdresser, I looked at me for a long time from all sides and suddenly suggested:
- Let's still find several thin strands. Partially discharge, partially paint into the color of dark chocolate, you can add something else. Purely symbolically, here, here, and maybe, here.
I horrified my head in horror, but the master did not retreat:
- I will paint away from the roots, so there will be no painful consequences. You are so interesting to mix gray hair with dark rusia, which so it suggests somehow it is additionally beat. If you do not like it, it will not be easy to fix.
She has already kept the foil strips in the hands. Foil for some reason I convinced me, and I agreed to the experiment. I remained satisfied with the result of "reflating", and the following haircut as it should not be better completed my new image.
And now the day is the day. I decided to be a little late to meet my friends, in the hope that after a few sips of my beloved cocktail Antonina would be more prone to grace.
As soon as I arose near the table with girlfriends, Antonina jumped up and immediately stared at my hair. While I hugged her and smokal, she stood frozen, as the clocks at the Buckingham Palace who became almost relatives.
I flopped on my chair and filed a waiter signs: "As always, only in a double size." Finally, the thunderstorm girlfriend opened his mouth:
- Yes, you just do not know! What's the matter? She threw her hands. - Hairstyle, the game of color on the hair is just an outpad. I have not seen such in Europe anywhere. I hope I can get to your master before departure, and even better - before the anniversary ...
Author - Lydia Karpich
Source - Springzhizni.ru.