Love her or hate her, after much experimentation, Bossy decided highlights are something she needs to get professionally done, by a known factor.
In the scheme of things, Bossy wasted time and energy and money fixing her many hair disasters. Bossy buys into the theory that it’s better to have one nice thing than a bunch of cheaper not-so-nice things, and in this way she has chosen her highlights to be the nice thing compared, for instance, to her closet of ratty clothes, most of which she has literally owned since high school.
Bossy is sorry to let down those in her Poverty Party who challenge Bossy’s commitment when she won’t give up certain aspects of vanity, and in this way her Poverty Party council may be correct. But Bossy has a pretty clear conscience in other ways, never being one to drop too much coin perusing the beauty aisles of the drugstore or Sephora, because boy does that stuff add up.
Bossy would rather nurse her few products using microscopic amounts stretched over a year until the product she is coveting has nearly expired. Bossy would rather use cheap shampoo, and only shampoo every few days. Bossy would rather wear the same mismatched and discolored hoop earrings she’s been wearing every day for three years than buy a new pair even if they are on sale at a discount department store.
All this to say Bossy had her hair highlighted yesterday, and she feels like she was kissed by the sun.