Blondes Have More Fun!

I’ve been coloring my hair since I was fifteen. I’ll never forget when I finally turned fifteen getting my highlights done for the first time. I was elated, and it was what I had been promised my whole life. As a kid, I was the one who would put SunIn and beer in her hair to make it lighter. I even had a slight carrot-top incident in seventh grade when my Sunin had an adverse reaction on my hair.

It was different though once I turned fifteen. I was in high school. You know, it was the cool thing to do. We did it just before my “quinceiera” party which is the hispanics version of a Sweet Sixteen party. Int he hispanic culture, when a woman turns fifteen she is transitioning from girlhood to womanhood. So they (we) celebrate it with a quincenera party. I would literally count the days down until I turned fifteen, not for the party (because honestly I was not into that kind of a party) but for the hair.

I actually had a relatively different version of a quinces. Instead of the traditional court, with the fifteen guys and girls dancing together, blah blah blah…I did a fancy dance party. I elected to do one thing that was slightly traditional, where I chose people to hand me 15 candles. My best friends, family memebers, important people in my life. Then the party began. It’s literally like a teenagers coming of age party.

Anyway, back to the hair…I had highlights done for the party and you can say that’s when I became addicted. I was addicted, still am, to coloring my hair. Everytime I felt like I needed a change or I was going through something, it was my hair that fell victim. I can honestly tell you that I had dyed my hair at least 100 times before I turned 18. It was my senior year superlative, and I had a story written about it in senior yearbook.

My natural hair color is a chesnut brown color; I am currently, as of today, blonder than I’ve been in a very long time. For the most part, every high school class picture had a different shade of color. Freshman year, it was a honey brown color; sophomore year I was platinum blonde; junior year was a reddish brown color; senior year started orangish brown, then at somepoint went dark again, then ended the year with a honey blonde color.

It was actually the running joke between my family and friends, whenever my boyfriend and I would have problems I would dye my hair. It honestly, just wasn’t when he and I would breakup/makeup; but also when I was going through things with my family and parents. Coloring my hair was my way of communicating what I was feeling at the time. Now as I’ve grown up, it’s more about representing the phase I’m in in my life.

Once I got to Disney, it was hard to expirement because everthing had to be within “Disney look” so the blonde wasn’t around much while I was in the parks. Then I got pregnant and I dyed my hair back to my natural dark brown; about a year and a half after I had the baby, I started to slowly go blonde again eventually getting so blonde that my hair was legit white. Then I went back to brown for the second longest amount of time in my adult life, until I moved back to Miami and went back to my original hair gods. Then about six months into living in Miami, I was getting highlites all over again. In the summer I would go the lightest blonde, then just do touchups after that, until today when I went back to my light blonde.

I will never, ever, go platinum again. I didn’t love it and my hair was wrecked; but I am the lightest blonde I’ve been in a long time and I love it. Better yet, my aunt loves it (and she’s the hardest one to please!). I also have cut my hair, the most I have in years. Since I moved back to Miami, I have refused to cut my hair because I finally had it back to the longest since my pregnancy and for me that was heaven. But since quarantine started, I’ve cut my hair once more and it wasn’t this short. Don’t get me wrong, it is not short. It’s still very long in comparison to other times in my life…but it is the shortest I’ve had it this year. Which is fine, because when I go this light I’m all about making sure that my hair is healthy.

I don’t just want it to look healthy, I like it to physically be healthy. So I am a freak when it comes to washing schedules, masking schedules, and making sure that if I go in the pool my hair doesn’t get wet. I don’t get the Keratin done, but rather the Brazilian blowout…which I actually haven’t done in over a year which is pretty good considering my hair isn’t as frizzy and wavy as it typically is wihtout the treatment. Must be my product choices.

I’m actually thrilled that my hair looks the way it does. This is probably my absolute favorite color I’ve had to date (and I’ve had A LOT).

You know that saying, “Blondes have more fun”? I definitely agree!