The great hair dying spectacle. OR when one turns the shower indigo.

I finally got around to dying my hair. I have been unhappy with the color ever since June. I could not bring myself to tell Holly that I was less than thrilled with the results. I no longer look like I wash my hair with rusty water. It is now DARK BLUE BLACK. We are talking comic book character BLUE BLACK. I love it! I have never had true black hair before, so this is a nice change. I will be getting an updated cut on weds. Yay me. I was going to post before and after, but Hubby is making fun of my before pic. (For the record, between the 2 of us behaving like children, we barely got a decent pic taken. I place all blame for horrid picture on him.) The poor shower on the other hand...let's just say it probably would have been less of an effort to have it reglazed. I NEVER want to go through that type of rigorous cleansing effort again. I think I would rather rinse out the haircolor off of my head with the garden house.