Avocado is Purple
After my signal failure to achieve a deep saturated purple on Avocado's hair last week, we called in the pros. In this case, a lovely woman named Karen at The Grateful Head (yes, really. This is San Francisco, after all) who first looked at A's non-haircut (straight, just skimming the shoulderblades, her hair thick enough to billow out with a slight wave, with no shape whatsoever) and asked rather timidly if she could suggest, um, thinning the hair a little. We placed ourselves in her hands (after I had signed a document swearing that I really did want her to cut and dye my child's hair) and this is the result. The bangs (which are new) sort of took Avocado by surprise--which is to say, she may have been expecting them to be different somehow. But the kid has inherited Mama's long-ish face, and something to shorten it is helpful. And the purple--which you can barely see here--is a true royal purple. It would show better if she had an ermine collar, of course, but after what we paid for the two-process color plus cut and style, we'll wait to another time for the fur piece.
She's so pleased with herself, it's worth rubies.
She's so pleased with herself, it's worth rubies.