I didn't tell Tim I was going to color it, just emailed him pictures after the fact. I'm so blessed to have a man who loves The Many Hair Moods of Reese. His response? He called me "a cutie" and said (in response to my question about his opinion of the color): "Why not?" Oh, I love that man!
The black hair makes me feel dramatic and glamorous. I get to pencil in my eyebrows with a black pencil, wear vibrant eyeshadow, start wearing the red shirts and jackets I had to ditch when I became a redhead. I think somewhere deep inside I feel like Snow White. As my tiny niece once said to me "I'm your dream come true!" I feel like a fairytale princess.
I also feel like I need to writing dramatic poetry... but that's a different post.
Anyone else feeling daring this fall? Not necessarily with your hair, but any major, voluntary changes on your horizons?