Remember, happiness is only a hair flip away #3

The 'I got a braid and now being blonde is too boring' era...

I hadn't even been blonde for that long but I was already getting bored of it. My roots were making it look like a mess 24/7 and with the addition of a braid, blonde was just not for me anymore. With Katy Perry as my hair inspiration I went to the hair dressers with the hopes of purple dip dye and walked out with a head full of bright purple hair. If anything it just looked like I had bad roots once again! I don't really regret having it done I think it was just brighter than I expected and with it being middle of winter I looked so pale it was disgusting *insert stories here about how I looked dead and would constantly look back at pictures of my blonde hair and cry*. After that it was all downhill, the purple began to fade into a purple/ blue/ yellow colour that was just wrong. I was always complaining about my hair which leads us perfectly onto this final era.

The 'I've ruined my hair colour and need to sort it out' era...

The mix of colours in my hair needed to go. I decided to go back to black, finally my hair seemed to be the same colour although after a while the ends went green. I love having really dark hair but it did look too harsh so I returned to my natural dark brown colour. It was weird seeing my hair like this and once again I became bored with how my hair looked. I wanted to go for an ombre look where I could go back to the blonde colour although this time round would make it more of a caramel and the thought of not having to worry about roots appearing all the time was going to be great. To start with my hairdresser made the different colours so noticeable so I went back and was like girl you need to learn how to blend and now here I am, finally loving my hair colour, trying to make it grow and resisting the urge to dye my hair like Daenerys. 

Remember, happiness is only a hair flip away #2

The 'Every photo from around here should be burnt' era...

Lets begin part two of this hair journey that can only be described as a disaster. I feel like saying I was ginger is wrong, it was orange. God, it was awful. I wanted a really nice caramel colour and ended up with that mess. I then decided to get another perm that failed miserably and left me with the worst frizz imaginable. Then began a thing I had never experienced before, roots. I'm so lazy when it comes to my hair I just cannot be bothered to keep up with dying it. I try to fool myself into believing it wasn't as bad in real life but then I remember it probably looked worse. I don't really know what else to say about the hair that makes me want to burn every photo apart from the fact I live in fear of ever leaving the hairdressers looking like that again. 

The 'I never wanted light hair but kind of love it' era...

These were the good days. I cut my hair a bit shorter and managed to calm down the frizz, life was good but the colour needed to go. The ginger was finally gone and we begin the journey of me becoming blonde where all I cared about was purple shampoo. For a while I was kind of caught in between being ginger and blonde and decided I was going to go for it, I was going to become blonde. When I was younger I never ever thought I would have light hair so going to this shade was very strange to me but I loved it. After overdosing on brightening shampoo and two weeks under the Greek sun parts of my hair were becoming white and surprisingly it looked nice. Around this time I fell in love with curling my hair although roots were constantly a problem. After a week my dark roots would appear and they would look 100 times worse because of how light the rest of it was now. I do miss having blonde hair it seems to be more interesting although obviously I didn't feel this way at the time because my next and final hair journey post will show how 18 year old me thought it was a good idea to dye my hair purple that resulted in me looking like I had just risen from the dead. 

I missed being blonde...

Ever since I dyed my hair in November last year I missed being blonde. I never realised how much it made me love my hair although it made me hate my roots just as much. I thought this would be the best mix of being a blonde/ caramel colour at the ends but keep natural roots. It's no where near as blonde as last time and I think I actually prefer this. It's going to be perfect for summer and finally I no longer look like I'm about to die or constantly ill; I need to accept that sadly dark hair makes me too pale. Right now I'm just trying to find a way to style it and return to my great love that is purple shampoo, wish me luck. 

35 things that happened in 2014...

2014 has been a strange year for me. It's been mixed with the joy of returning to Greece and meeting Paul Wesley again with the horror that was my A levels. Although, this year has been 100% better than 2013 and I already have plans to make 2015 a good year. I seem to be terrible at making lists although wanted to share 35 memorable things I did this year; I felt listing the memories that revolve around me and my friends being weird probably wouldn't fit very well here. Here's to 2015, wish me luck. 

1. Dyed my hair blonde. 

2. Returned to Greece
3. Finished my A levels, thank god. 
4. Started an art foundation. 
5. Joined a gym. 
6. Went to a Drake concert. 
7. Created this blog. 
8. Went to my third Vampire Diaries convention. 
9. Purchased One Direction tickets. 
10. Lost a lot of weight. 
11. Finally saw Ed Sheeran live
12. Read a lot more. 
13. Dyed my hair purple / blue.
14. Convinced myself Paul Wesley and Steven R McQueen were in love with me after meeting them again. 
15. Realised I wanted to do ceramics at uni. 
16. Acted like a 6 year old by getting a braid that I kept in for way too long. 

17. Went to Free Radio live aka the best / funniest concert of my life. 
18. Became obsessed with Buffy the Vampire Slayer
19. Finally visited London after living in England for almost 19 years. 
20. Become a better roller skater, this needs to be improved further next year. 
21. Worked out everyday for 7 months. 
22. Had art work shown in an exhibition. 
23. Went to Disney on Ice. 
24. Was proud of my A level results. 
25. Became addicted to spin classes. 
26. Went to prom. 
27. Fell in love with 5SOS, I think I might regret sharing this one. 
28. Went to an ice bar. 
29. Became patriotic over the World Cup even though we were terrible as per. 
30. Gave / threw away half of my possessions.  
31. Grew my eyebrows back. 
32. Explored Greece 
33. Turned 19. 
34. Saw the poppies at the Tower of London. 
35. Took my Beyonce obsession to the next level. 

Goodbye Blonde...

I started Sixth Form with long hair that was just a shade or two darker than my natural colour. If you had told me then two, nearly three, years from now you will have blonde hair I would never of believed you. I always thought I would have dark hair but in those two years of education my hair went on a journey like no other. Adding fringes and removing serious amounts of hair meant I looked different every month. I really enjoyed  my time being blonde and experimenting with different styles (apart from when I had an orange afro, that wasn't my finest moment) although I think it's time I return to the dark side. Being blonde is a lot more fun than my natural brown colour although with winter quickly approaching I feel there is no better time to make this change; my roots are also seriously out of control but I thank Beyonce for making them fashionable for a while. On Saturday I will have dark brown and purple ombre hair, I just hope I don't miss being blonde too much. Wish me luck.