These months, I had been quite vocal about getting a new look for my hair. The last time I had done something drastic to it, was that summer of ’10 when I pulled a Pedro and felt so hot I had to chop it off. By now, it has already grown almost back to normal. I have no problem with that, as I was getting bored of short hair by the beginning of ’11. The next thing I wanted to change, just to experiment a bit, was the colour. I had never tried getting it blonde in my life. Never, ever, ever. In fact, I hated the idea of being a blonde bimbo in junior high, when the riskiest thing I did was go redhead. As the years went by, I learnt a few things: a) not all blonde women are ‘bimbos’, b) sometimes you resort to shallow topics as a way of epic self-care (back in the days, I would have thought a beauty blog would have been the bimboest thing to do, while nowadays it’s what is keeping me sane), c) life is to short not to play around with your body. It’s your body, and you can play around with it: pierce, dye, tattoo, style… as a way to reinvent yourself, explore other ways to enjoy yourself, and sometimes even stay away from self-harm. So now, just to see what it looks like, I want to go blonde.
All the beauty parlours I went to, unfortunately, refused to bleach my hair in one go. My original hair – and consequent dyeing – is too dark, they say, to go as platinum blonde as I want. In despair, I asked my mum what to do, and she said I should just get highlights and keep getting them and getting them in order to make my hair blonder and blonder, leaving time to rest, and not roasting it for life.
Once the opportunity came, thanks to the wonders of Groupon, I went to Urban Chic in St. Martin’s Square to get my hair sorted. They also told me that bleaching it all would be a hard process, and that highlights would be enough. So here are the results.
I’m not entirely keen on them. They do give a bit of light to my hair, but they are not what I want, what I really, really, want. It was hard anyway to get this much blondeness, and I needed to spend a bit extra on the toner – then again, thanks to Groupon, the grand total of what I spent on highlights, treatment, cut and blow-dry was nothing compared to the regular price. So I’m guessing I’ll have to take it easy, and reaching platinum blonde will be a long journey that shall require a lot of patience.
Here I’ll show you some of my inspiration. Blondespiration? Many of them are friends from Mexico, so never let them tell you that a Person of Colour (in our case, Latinas) looks tacky with blonde hair. That’s not only strict, but hella racist and classist. A dye-hard friend, actually, told me I would look awesome in blonde; and that ze – Caucasian – looks quite lifeless with blonde hair.
Yes, I know I mostly showed examples of light-skinned latinas, as I was looking for people who looked or were like me. However, dark-skinned people can rock the blonde too! We’ve seen people like Rihanna, M.I.A., Beyonce and Nicki Minaj go through blonde phases. They are not my friends, and the one whose music I like from the bunch is M.I.A., but they surely don’t let any racist ‘fashion rules’ govern over the things they can do to their hair. Neither should you.
I have also found a couple of tutorials that could be helpful. This one, from Rookie, is to get technicolour hair on dark hair. Arabelle’s hair is as dark as mine, and you can sneak there’s a point where her roots go yellow during the bleaching process! So it can happen! Dark hair can go light!
And just like Sophie, she has a badass relative helping her out:her dad. I wish my parents were as cool as that when I was younger.
There are tons of other DIY tutorials on YouTube, and I might end up resorting to that in the end. Either that, or an alternative hairstylist who gets what I want and who gets I don’t want to be ‘trendy’ or whatever.
Any dark-haired people gone blonde out there? How did you do it?