
A few years ago, in the midst of a messy separation, I went for my regular hair appointment, for my regular half-head of foils… except when the colourist said to me, 'Okay, so what are we doing with your hair today?' the words 'Chop it all off and bleach it' just fell out of my mouth. And I committed to it.
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Not gonna lie, it was a good few years. I loved being platinum blonde.
When I was 14 and Marilyn Monroe-obsessed, my best friend from high school, Holly, bought me a beautiful book by Joanna Pitman called On Blondes.