Thanks to the recommendation of a longtime blog reader (who, interestingly enough just happens to live in the same town as I do), I am no longer Snow White, nor am I Jon Bon Jovi, circa 1986.
I am happy to report, I am me again.
I have been reunited with my normal hair color. And let me tell 'ya, it feels so good.
Please pardon the fresh-outta-bed look. I was so excited about the hair, I forgot to give myself some eyebrows or eyelashes. Whoops. One of the problems with having a red-headed complexion, sometimes certain facial features need a little coaxing before they come out of hiding.
(Thanks, Chrissi! Thanks, Mandy! You guys rock!)