The last time I dyed my hair I had a penis growing inside of me. Yes, I was pregnant with Evan. I was literally about to pop. But, I needed my hair colored. I ignored Mami’s lecture about the harmful chemicals that would hurt my baby in utero and went blonde again.
And I loved it.
Fast forward a year later and Evan is here. I have no time to comb my hair therefore chop off my long locks. It’s so freeing to have short hair, especially since baby boy’s favorite past time is yanking my hair from the root. But cutting my mane left me brunette yet again. And so I went back to the salon and underwent yet another transformation. Sort of. Check out this weeks Love Bytes with Sujeiry to see what I mean!