Talk about nervous (and possibly foolish)

I'm going to get personal here....remember the phrase "only her hairdresser knows".... Well this blog entry is about my hair color....The nice front desk receptionist Miss Thu at the Ruby Elegance took me up the alley to a very local hair salon. I had explained to her that I had brought my own color with me thanks to my wonderful hairdresser Tony at FineLines in Newton. Luckily I had taken photos of how the tube of color gets mixed with the peroxide (usually comes in a multi-gallon jug) and it was clear that they did not understand. Miss Thu then suggested I go to the very up market salon she goes to (which has been featured on tv) called Tam Loa. She was positive they spoke English... Luckily I was watching as they only squeezed about 1 inch of the tube into a bowl- I somehow communicated (not in English) that they needed to use the whole tube and a corresponding amount of the other goo. They ended up using a scale to weigh the correct amount (at my salon they just eyeball it). The application process took much linger than usual, despite 4 hands....I really started to get nervous after an hour and they checked the color and said "not yet". Anyhow-the photo tells the rest.