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Pandemic Hair: Getting to the Root of the Problem




Yesterday, I celebrated my birthday on a patio with my son, Stefan, and his girlfriend. I was incognito with sunglasses and a Globe and Mail baseball cap.
Normally, I would have put some effort into my appearance, but the pandemic has stripped me of my vanity, and I am left hiding in plain sight. All the makeup in the world doesn't matter when you have pandemic hair.
For years, I coloured my own hair until what my former hairdresser used to call "the nasty blondes" took over my pate. There is literally no way I can hide the undergrowth of steel strands which have taken over like dandelions in a perfectly manicured yard.
So I became a devotee of professional hairstyling sucking it up a couple times a year for a full colour and lights, and another couple of times for attention to my roots.
But the pandemic robbed most of us of this option. So we were left to our own devices to try to manage our colour until the doors of the salons opened once again. Thankfully, we can now return to our stylists   whose artistry can turn us from aged old crones into nice looking middle aged women.
Now a lot of you would say, hey, Rose! Just free yourself from colouring your hair. Set the nasty blondes free. And I say, get the hell off my Facebook.
Your not the boss of me!
I'm with Nora Ephron who famously said, "There's a reason why forty, fifty, and sixty don't look the way they used to, and it's not because of feminism, or better living through exercise. It's because of hair dye."
In a last ditched effort to save myself from turning into The Thousand Year Old Woman, I resorted a few weeks ago to colour in a box. All I was left with was blonder hair and blonder roots, and they didn't match. Hence the baseball cap.
I lament not doing my roots earlier with a professional product and getting advice from a pro.
Now I'm facing a full on, and expensive colour when I next go to the salon.
So I was interested to read a recent Facebook post from style maven Leeann Lecroix who has come to the rescue of those of us who are "roots challenged."
She visited Bruno Racine Salon where Bruno introduced her to a spray touchup, L'Oreal Hair Touch Up that is designed to match your roots with your hair colour. Since her real hair colour is grey, Bruno chose a "soft warm blonde" spray that blended the two together. It just rinses out with a hair wash.
This seem like a great idea especially for people like me who often wait a bit too long to get the roots done. It's also good because nowadays, you never know how long you have to wait to even get a hair appointment.
And it's Twenty Bucks!

You can get all the info here.

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