Feeling Perkier

Today I went to the Salon to have my hair cut and colored. I had let it go for so long, I was starting to feel like a hag. The color had completely faded, and grown off, with maybe a smidge toward the ends. Who knows, that may have been untrimmed, dried up hair instead of color. I don't know why wait so long in between visits, because I always feel better once it's done. She foil wraps it, using a red, a strawberry blond, and a color to match my natural color. The results are amazing. I wonder if she knows what a genius she is.