It's basically fat twists, wrapped in my satin scarf, under a hat.
You see where boredom may have it's chance to undo my most noblest of efforts?
You can also see how much my colour has faded.
I wanted to go to the place I'd had my original colour done, so I phoned the salon today to make sure someone was in, because it's a bank holiday and a 45 minute walk.
Person on the phone: Hello?
Me: Oh thank goodness! You're open!
Person on the phone: No, we're not open.
Me: Huh? Then why - what? Are you joking?
Person on the phone: No. I'm serious *chuckles* We're definitely not open.
I wasn't going to risk walking in the freezing cold for nearly an hour just for them not to be open. So I guess I'm going back to uni with no colour in. I'm thinking a D.I.Y is imminent, and in this case, I'm not bothered about using natural products like Herbatint which wash out in 2 seconds flat.
Purple isn't the most natural hair colour anyway.