I finally got my hair cut on Saturday. I like the cut, but not so keen on the colour. Tell me, did having two very different colour highlights go out with the Spice Girls? I think so. And yet I am stuck with a “caramel” (read: red-brown) and “blonde” (read: very-blonde, much blonder than my actual hair) set of stripes through my hair. I didn’t actually realise it was quite so noticeable until I got home. Sigh. So I’ve washed it 5 times with the worst shampoo I could find (Pert! Remember Pert? The black hole under our bathroom sink does!) to strip out some of the retina-burning areas. Eh. It’s hair. It’ll grow back.