I have a history with bad hair. Last summer I got what I like to refer to as ‘The Unintentional Rachel’ and may have slightly overreacted. I had another cut six months later (it took that long to recover from the trauma) but I still wasn’t pleased. A few months after that I decided it was time for a change – in the form of a blonde bob. Or at least a lob. Or wob. I wasn’t sure, but I knew hair would fall. However it took me another three months to actually work up the courage.
This time around I decided to do my research and pick a salon I could trust. I opted for George Northwood’s bob bar – he’s famous for creating Alexa Chung and Rosie Huntington Whiteley’s signature crops, so I figured I couldn’t go wrong.
Of course, I didn’t actually get George to do my hair – just springing for his salon was enough of a splurge. But I was left in the very capable hands of Phoebe for my colour and Fer for my cut.
I showed them a few pics of my #hairgoals and talked through the options. Phoebe explained that to get that blonde I’d have to do it gradually over a few sessions. But she promised to get it as light as she could.
She used the balayage technique to get a more natural effect that can grow out without the need for constant maintenance. (Good for my laziness levels – and my bank account!)
Then Fer got to work on the cut and patiently assured me that, no it would not look ‘mumsy’, and, no I would not have a repeat of Layers Disaster 2014. After a Pimms and a glass of Sauvignon Blanc I calmed down and let him work his magic.
The result? Finally! A cut that I love.
As warned, it’s not as blonde as I’d like and I’m already looking to go back in October. Next time – shorter and blonder. But until then, I have a style that I’m really happy with. No more tears!