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05 Monday Oct 2020

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Second time since lockdown, though my trusty calendar tells me that I dyed my hair back in mid-December, then didn’t do it again until mid-June (!!!) and now… well, today. Used to be I’d dye it every 2-3 months. So it was a bit of a shocker when I went six months without a touch-up. If my hair would go grey dramatically then I wouldn’t bother, but it ends up just looking like I FORGOT TO DYE MY HAIR. If it ever gets interesting-looking, for example going all white overnight, then I’ll just leave it.

Have only had one haircut since December too, in July, so I guess I’m due. But I almost can’t be bothered. Especially as I really hate spending time at the hairdresser (even though I quite like mine), which is also why I dye at home. It takes about half an hour, so quick and easy.

Last time I got my hair cut I asked Joaquín to just cut it and I’d let it dry naturally on the way home. Even though I was the only person in the salon I didn’t want him to be blow-drying droplets from previous clients all over my face. How’s your hair doing these days?

on dyeing at home

15 Thursday Mar 2018

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Every couple of months or so I slap this stuff on my head for about 20 minutes, rinse it out and then I’m good to go… no more grey hairs (at least for awhile). The whole process takes about half an hour. I’ve tried doing this at a salon. It takes FOREVER, costs three times as much, and the results often aren’t what I’d asked for.

Unlike many women I know, I really don’t like going to the hairdresser’s. Seriously. I don’t like it A LOT. If I could I would cut my own hair, as it’s been the same cut I’ve had since I was 25. A just below the jawline bob. Not that it even matters since I always pull my hair back anyhow. So I have come to dread having to spend a whole hour at the salon when the cut only takes about 5 minutes… the rest is just faffing around. The only saving grace is that many years ago I found a hairdresser’s that gets me.

I just want my hair cut. I don’t want to chat. I don’t want to read gossip mags. I just want to get in and out as quickly as possible. And these guys totally understand that, though I’m sure they think I’m an anti-social weirdo, which they probably put down to me being a guiri. I’ve considered asking them if they would just cut my hair and let me leave without the blow-dry, which takes at least 4 times longer than the cut. But then I’d miss that moment when my hair actually looks like I wished it would always look like. Depending on weather conditions this lasts anywhere from 15 minutes to half an hour…

plancha

29 Tuesday Sep 2015

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Anyone who knows me knows that I am in constant battle with my HAIR. It’s a scary frizzy mess that I tame into submission every morning by tying it back with plenty of product, but the dangly bits still fall prey to humidity. And so, after running a few errands and working up a bit of a sweat today, I thought I still had plenty of time to get home, change my top and FIX THE HAIR before meeting a friend for lunch. Then it turned out that I didn’t. Well, the top was passable, but not the HAIR. And then it hit me that my hairdresser’s was on the way to the meeting point, so I whipped in and said “Joaquín, can you please lend me a straightener (plancha)?” and he got one out right away and plugged it in. I’m not sure if he thought I was nuts, but it was quite a neat “quick fix” and I was able to get on with my day. It also left me with a renewed feeling of how at home I am here in Sevilla. Good ol’ Joaquín.