The Wayward Husband​

Summary

We were in the middle of a reshoot for our wedding photos when my husband, Larry, suddenly suggested I change my hair color.

I refused without thinking. “My boss is pretty strict about professional appearance. No bright or distracting colors allowed.”

But he was already warming to his subject. “Just get that ash brown with hazel tones. Indoors, it looks like a soft brunette, I promise your boss would never notice! It would look amazing with your fair skin… even better after it fades a little…”