I’ve been ‘umming and ahhing’ (no idea how to type that..) about doing something CRAZY with my hair for the last couple of months. After skirting the boundaries of what is safe for me (getting a blunt fringe, cutting my hair into a long bob), I finally decided to take the plunge this weekend and get some colour put in my hair. Professionally, this is only the second time ever, and the first was some rather misguided stripy highlights at age 14. So, yes, as the slightly camp hairdresser said, I would describe myself as a colour virgin.

I asked to go blonder, but I think we both knew that with how thick and dark my hair was as a base, without ruining the texture, blonde wasn’t on the cards. So instead we opted for ombre, and although it didn’t come out quite like I imagined (i.e. it’s RED!?) I still kind of like it when it’s wavy.

Next time: Chocolate brown (for real) and lighter at the tips!

PS. The outfit and dodgy gothic (or maybe 90s!) make up is a sign of things to come over the next week..