Metaphor Malice
So on Saturday Raquel, Vanessa, and I sat down to do my hair. We had previously decided that we were going to dye it a brighter shade of blonde, and then hilight it with a different shade of blonde. Raquel was also going to cut it so it would be less "square."
Ghetto Style
After cutting, dying, and washing it, I was drying my hair with a towel as Raquel insisted I go faster (mostly for her own amusement.) After awhile I removed the towel, and Vanessa and Raquel just looked at me and started laughing between claims that my hair looked awesome. I looked into the mirror and I had to agree.
My hair!
With the full get-up.
Raquel and Vanessa decided that I had to were eye liner. If one of them argued it, I would have been able to disagree. But with both of them? Not going to happen. I can't resist BOTH of them pouting at me. Besides, it was appropriate for the outfit (so they did not to try too hard.) We decided we had no choice but to go downtown now. But first? To the MALL AT Millenia!
Metaphor Drives
On the way there we realized that I needed an appropriately new wave/gothy name. So after some discussion we decided that I was "Metaphor Malice." You will all agree that it is the most awesome new wave/goth name ever. Yes? We decided to call Raquel "Poe Suicide" and Vanessa "Lydia Beetlegeuce." Raquel because of various historical precedences, Vanessa because Raquel and I are bastards. So at the Mall of Millenia, we wandered around.
Little Pimpin
Metaphor Kitty!
Raquel and Vanessa attempted to gain photographic evidence of all the weird looks and horrified expressions I got, but it failed. So instead I have this one of me leaving Target carrying cat food for Raquel. (Aren't I the gentleman. :P)
Metaphor carries cat food
Back at the apartment Raquel and Vanessa worked on Vanessa's hair. They had to borrow a pair of my shirts in order to protect their clothes.
They're so cute in my crappy shirts.
It took a lot of work...
..but eventually it was done and Vanessa looked rather hot.
So we went to the club.
Lydia and Metaphor
Big Pimpin' (They will kill me for that. Oh yes, they will.)
After a few hours Raquel and I were tired, so we left Lydia and the club behind. (Sorry I didn't say bye for you Theresa! I looked around and couldn't find you.) Back at Raquel's I said hello to her kitty-cat.
Metaphor Bast
Then I went home and went to bed.
Ghetto Style
After cutting, dying, and washing it, I was drying my hair with a towel as Raquel insisted I go faster (mostly for her own amusement.) After awhile I removed the towel, and Vanessa and Raquel just looked at me and started laughing between claims that my hair looked awesome. I looked into the mirror and I had to agree.
My hair!
With the full get-up.
Raquel and Vanessa decided that I had to were eye liner. If one of them argued it, I would have been able to disagree. But with both of them? Not going to happen. I can't resist BOTH of them pouting at me. Besides, it was appropriate for the outfit (so they did not to try too hard.) We decided we had no choice but to go downtown now. But first? To the MALL AT Millenia!
Metaphor Drives
On the way there we realized that I needed an appropriately new wave/gothy name. So after some discussion we decided that I was "Metaphor Malice." You will all agree that it is the most awesome new wave/goth name ever. Yes? We decided to call Raquel "Poe Suicide" and Vanessa "Lydia Beetlegeuce." Raquel because of various historical precedences, Vanessa because Raquel and I are bastards. So at the Mall of Millenia, we wandered around.
Little Pimpin
Metaphor Kitty!
Raquel and Vanessa attempted to gain photographic evidence of all the weird looks and horrified expressions I got, but it failed. So instead I have this one of me leaving Target carrying cat food for Raquel. (Aren't I the gentleman. :P)
Metaphor carries cat food
Back at the apartment Raquel and Vanessa worked on Vanessa's hair. They had to borrow a pair of my shirts in order to protect their clothes.
They're so cute in my crappy shirts.
It took a lot of work...
..but eventually it was done and Vanessa looked rather hot.
So we went to the club.
Lydia and Metaphor
Big Pimpin' (They will kill me for that. Oh yes, they will.)
After a few hours Raquel and I were tired, so we left Lydia and the club behind. (Sorry I didn't say bye for you Theresa! I looked around and couldn't find you.) Back at Raquel's I said hello to her kitty-cat.
Metaphor Bast
Then I went home and went to bed.