A lot of people are
curious about my purple hair. No, it was not in support of the Vikings
ill-fated playoff attempt. It wasn't about the new year or an attempt to
outwardly demonstrate some inward change.
explanation is that I wanted purple hair. 1. I love purple (this is not news).
2. I get easily bored with my hair, so when I'm in a growing out stage I often
experiment with color.
Here's the details:
it's Manic Panic brand in Purple Haze. It's semi-permanent color, so I wouldn't
be surprised if I lose most of it in the pool next week in Florida. You are
supposed to bleach all your hair before dyeing, but I wasn't up to that commitment
so I have a lot more vibrant color on my previously blonde ends than my dark
root area, and I like purple ombré effect it created.
I wanted to dye my
hair purple for a long time, but a few things held me back:
My husband: For a long time I
assumed he would hate it, but when I finally really asked him and showed
him pictures, he was all for it. Isn't it fun with your spouse surprises
you? I always assume I know what his response will be, but I should
probably give him more opportunities to give his opinion before I assume I
My Kids: Well, not so much my
kids as my status as a MOM. I felt like it wasn't motherly to have purple
My Conservative Status: I'm a
Christian and a pretty conservative girl on top of that. As much as I
wanted to try purple hair, I didn't like the idea of people assuming I was
alternative instead of conservative.
Why did I do it
Because it's totally
me. As I looked in the mirror touching my newly purple locks, I told my husband
that my high-school self would be squealing and giving me high fives if she
could see me now. Because although I'm conservative, I'm a little wild too. I'm
a major rule and tradition follower, but I'm also a bit of a renegade. I
decided I didn't care if people thought I was alternative or the nanny instead
of the mom. I wanted to be ME more than I cared about what acquaintances or
strangers thought of me.
Because I want my
kids to know all of me. Not just the conservative, by-the-book mom, but also
the silly, fun, uninhibited mom too. The mom who comes up with crazy ideas and
follows through with them. I hope one day after I'm long gone, they'll tell
their kids or their grandkids that I was the kind of mom who died her hair purple. I don't have to be the mom who looks like all the other
moms to be a good mom to my boys.
So here's to purple
hair. To letting every part of my personality influence my motherhood. To never
being too afraid of what other people think to be myself. To letting my kids
really know me, even my wild side and especially my imperfections. Here's to being a purple-haired UnsuperMommy.