Blonde Ambition

I'm sorry. I am. To all you brunettes out there, I'm slowly, but surely moving over to the dark side...or should that be bright side.

A couple of light pieces in August has led to a progressively blonder barnet. Opinions are divided and, may I add, strong. My mum, not one to mince her words, has finally admitted that she 'hated me with dark hair'. Thanks Mum! My husband prefers the brunette look but alas, I've fallen to temptation and there's no doubt about it. It's addictive.

There are so many questions. Where's it all going to stop? How dry is my hair going to get and who in the hell's going to stop me before it's all too late and my silky brunette locks are gone forever. Well, not forever, but we've all experienced the agony of growing out roots. Only Kate Moss can make that carnage look stylish. I will just look gross.

Sitting in the hairdressers for three hours is nothing short of complete pleasure for me. Magazines galore, cups of tea on tap and friendly, funny chat. Perfect. So, with my love of hair salons apparent, it's no surprise that I end up getting excited with my changing look and asking for more each time.

Maybe 2010 is my blonde year and next year I'll go back to black....but first I've got to check out if blondes really do have more fun. I’ll let you know.

Style Twist - not even the most stylish person I know x