I've always had natural red in my hair, until I walked into my crazy teenager years and tried every box dye out there, except blonde. Eventually my natural red turned into a golden orange. bleh. I remember someone once telling me to never do a red dye in my hair ever again. From then on I just figured red wasn't my color.
Then I saw a photograph of Sydney from The Daybook and longed for my red hair again. I missed it. So I mentioned it to my sister-in-law, who is SUCH AN AMAZING hair dresser, and she brought some red back to my hair. I refuse to go to anyone else for my hair. I just love her.
When I came home my husband laughed and said, "wow so much work and I don't notice any difference." boys. They just don't get it. I love it.