A few days ago I bought a hair dye box from the grocery store and dyed my hair. Brown. Boring brown. My hair was a few different shades and I was trying to make it uniform. Brown was the easiest, so I went for it, but I wasn't necessarily excited about it. The next morning I decided I needed a woman's opinion on my hair so I pulled it out of it's permanent bun and started a video call skype to my sis in Scotland. As soon as she saw me she exclaimed, "Oh! I love your hair Bec. I'm glad you went with
chocolate brown, it looks great on you."
Chocolate brown. I can live with that. Chocolate is good, chocolate is happiness and richness and yummy. Now I can't stop thinking about my
chocolate hair. I look in the mirror and think, "that's not just brown, that's chocolate brown." I find myself thinking about what shirt would look best with my chocolate colored hair. So, thanks Mary, thanks for helping me see something I once thought boring as exciting and luxurious. If only it were eatable!