For several years, while covering my gray hair, I worked with various hairdressers hoping to get my much-adjusted hair to a shade more like the lovely sort of ashy-medium brown it once was, much like the hair of The Princess is now.
Many misadventures occurred, including a cap highlight so bad for my hair I could hardly comb it for a year.
As I may have mentioned, since late November when I had strep followed by a secondary scalp infection and lymphadenitis, I have stopped coloring. I now have about 1.5 inches of my actual hair color (brown and silver) all over my head. And while there are moments I wonder if I can stand the growing out process, yesterday I had a revelation.
That combination of hair colors? Looks just like the color I was hoping to get artificially.
(Especially when viewed with middle-aged morning eyes not yet wearing glasses.)