Nov 16, 2010 10:31
For the last almost-five months, my hair has had rather loud red streaks in it.
I've gotten used to that. I was starting to get annoyed by it (it faded too quickly), but I was used to it.
Last night, I had my hair stylist dye my hair purple.
DARK purple.
I look like I dipped my head in an inkwell.
At a glance, it's not very noticeable unless I'm in bright light, since the purple is so dark. It'll be a few more washes before it really stands out.
Ultimately, I think I'll wind up liking this color even more than the red. The red was obvious, and it didn't give me the chance to be stealth fabulous. I much more enjoy having a hidden freak than the neon display (although god knows, I rock that, too).
But every time I look in the mirror I'm just a little bit shocked. I'd really gotten used to having bright red hair.
being a grown up,
frivolity,
blather,
awesome,
self,
vanity