Hair Fails Tiktok Compilation

I'M so dramatic, because I survived bleach gate 2021. I figured I would go through and tell you guys my entire hair history. Okay Buckle in for those of you who don't know. I worked as a Disney princess, not at like Disney World or anything fancy. Just at a local place, but this was from like 2013 to 2016., it would not provide us wigs. They would literally tell us to bleach our hair highlight her hair, so this is when I first started highlights, and then I went to a full head of highlights. Actually wait, I forgot, I went under new management and oh jump scare. They did provide wigs for us for a little bit senior and graduating through 2016. I had a full Balayage, but then the excitement of being outside of high school, blue hair, so much blue hair, because the bleach have damaged my hair so badly. I was like I'm just gon na die at different fun colors. While I grow it out like a month later, is this purpley color and then I had grown it out pretty far and I dyed it red like halfway down. It was disgusting, but something possessed me and I was like. I have to be bleach blonde again and then less than three months later pink then I was like you know what no I need to have healthy hair again, let me dye it red now. This was 2019. back to my Wiz like 2019. I don't remember any of this and from there I just made it even redder, then I was back on the healthier train again and I just Let It Fade Out. This is me graduating with my bachelor's. It looks fire a thing and I mean nothing. Screams quarantine like bangs and an outside, mirror selfie, but yeah. I fell victim to coveted bangs. I was introduced to Tech talk and I spent way too much time on it, and obviously I mean this was trending. I mean I kind of want to do it again and then I went absolutely viral for bleaching my entire head of hair, and this literally caused me issues, because I started to think that I wasn't pretty without blonde hair. Do I bleached and bleached until bleach gate? My hair was literally to my chin. I discovered extensions, you can't even tell the bleach gate happened and I continue to dye it pink and purple, and then I just Let It Fade Out. I was like I don't even remember my red face, let's bring it back, then I discovered multi-colored tinsel and then I discovered gold tinsel because fuchsia hair was literally like in September and by the end of September. I was like no, actually, I want to have red hair hated it, and then I got long extensions. This was my pink and purple unicorn birthday hair and I freaking loved it, and then everyone told me not to do it, but what will I do next? This is the story of the time I walked in New York Fashion Week with my hair, looking like this in case you're, not caught up a salon, melted off all of my hair, a day before New York Fashion Week, and it left me looking like this. I was supposed to be walking in five shows, but when the designers hired me for the shows my hair looked like this long story short my agency and I came up with a plan that I would just use hair extensions. I was so nervous to do this. Normally for Runway shows, they do hairstyles and with clip-in extensions you can't really do any hairstyles with them, but my agency was like it's fine, just do it, so I just went with it. I didn't really have a choice, but for my first show I clipped in my extensions and went there like that when I got there, I said hello to everyone, the designer nobody noticed anything weird after I got my makeup done. They sent me to the hair room. I'M like praying that they're just gon na leave the hair down for the show. As soon as I walk into the room, I see about 10 other models getting their hair into a high bun. I was like I'm screwed. There was no way you could do a high bun with my hair, so I'm like shaking and then finally, a hair stylist calls me over to her chair at a fashion, show they usually have a team of hair stylists. Maybe some of them are students, some of them that are more experienced and they're. Typically, like the leaders, I got probably the youngest hair stylist there, youngest and least experienced, which was just my luck, so I sit down in the chair and I waste no time. I just tell her I'm, like my hair, looks like this and she looks at it like this. She says nothing and walks away quickly. Ten minutes later she comes back dragging the like leader, hair stylist, by the arm. They get back to me and she points at me and she goes that's her. Doesn'T look at me in the eye. Doesn'T address me by name I'm like yep. That'S me now. This man ended up being my Saving Grace. He goes. Oh, it's really not that bad. We can figure this out. Don'T worry, I'm like. Oh thank God. He asked me what my name was. He asked me, you know who ruined your hair. Then he basically laid down an entire plan with the original girl for how they were going to make this hairstyle happen on me. They went so hard if there's a hair, stylist version of sprinting. That is what they were both doing for about an hour, and an hour doesn't sound like that. Long, but usually at fashion, shows it's like 10 minutes per girl. I don't know how they did it: a lot of hairspray a lot of gel and a donut bun that they basically taped to my head. This is how it looked on the runway, not bad a little more wonky from the back, but still good. No one else. At the show knew about my hair, except for those two stylists and the model that was sent next to me unless they told other people - and I didn't know, but whatever everybody knows now, this time it looks quite orange still and quite yellow. But I really like it: I'm really worried, because yesterday we didn't really rinse out the conditioner that well and then I slept with my hair wet because I didn't want to blow dry it or put any heat on it. And then I woke up in the morning. It was like still wet. I am officially done bleaching. My hair, I'm happy to be done bleaching. My hair come with me to dye my hair black, actually we're just going to Sally's to get like that say: hi babe, you said I apparently the L'Oreal High color is the best jet black dye, so we're gon na try it because I'm tired I've been turning Brown, yes, this is brown to me. I'M here look at my baby. They better have it. I mean they'll. Have it of course? Okay, I don't know if it was fake, but the sweet, sweetest girl convinced me to get these instead and I'm scared better. Be black. A little in my hand, and she was like no, you want the blackest black get these and they're semi-permanent, which ew I don't like semi-permanent, but I just got it because I had to because I'm a people Blazer look at my freaking username, but honestly, I'm so Lucky because the last time I came here, I had a 10 award, and this time I had a five dollar award. Why am I so lucky we're lucky we're lucky, I'm so lucky lucky say it with me. Right now say: you're, lucky! Okay! Thank you! Okay, I'm home. I have my overtime and I have a bunch of developers that I don't need to use because it's semi-permanent and I'm gon na turn on my ring light and we're gon na get started. This is about to be so bright. The green first, I use the extreme green overtone, um I'm gon na section on my hair and just throw it in and then we're gon na do black. This is so satisfying. Okay, the green is in and I'm not gon na lie. I'M kind of like really scared. I don't know why these tubes are huge. I did not need two. She told me too, whatever I'm kind of really really scared. I'M just gon na come back when I have it all in, because this is going to be a lot this, this yeah God. I forgot how much of an ordeal it is to dye. My hair, like this, has not been fun. I'M fighting for my life right now. It is literally literally everywhere, and then I kind of washed out - and I got ta - be careful not to get it on the Green great, but I'm gon na leave it on for 25 minutes I'll, see you, then this is where I have to do it. Do it genuinely baby