to blond or not to blond

“It's of course nice, your hair. But you now look like an old girl.” Leave it to Leco to give an honest opinion to give. Because I a. am always up for something new and b. I still trust Leco even if he would cut my hair with his eyes closed, I let it happen.

A flood of messages followed. Beautiful blunette. Mocha meets caramel with an occasional feather of white. A photo of Olivia Palermo was sent. That had to be it. Unfortunately, Leco couldn't conjure up the head, body, and wardrobe for me, but so be it. And a significant amount had to come off.

Of course, we talked about the thwarted attack on the Thalys, but my hair to be was also a topic of conversation at the office. Jet preferred to see me brown again, but our blonde corner wanted to keep me as a kindred spirit. Food for thought for the weekend because Monday was the big day.

Jet preferred to see me brown again, but our blonde corner wanted to keep me as a kindred spirit.

I saw Leco on a sloop during the Prinsengracht concert on Saturday. “Monday!” he whispered to me from the back of the boat (I was sitting at the bow). And I kept feeling his gaze.

At the end of the evening, we ended up next to each other. “I have to confess something to you, May,” the master spoke. “I don't feel it.”

We have a lovely late summer (well, today a bit less), blondes have more fun, it's sexy, why fix what’s not broken? Long story a bit shorter; we stayed blonde. Although I was going in terms of length quite towards the ‘longue or tired bob’ of Olivia Palermo.

“So nice and artsy with a messy ponytail.”

For the finale of Holland’s Next Top Model we dive deep into the color cabinet of L’Oréal Professionnel again. Then it really becomes brown. Or white. Because Leco felt that enormously when I walked out the door. “So nice and artsy with a messy ponytail.”

We still have a little time. And what do you actually think?