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Oh wow, some sales bloke asked me today, "Are you over 18?"
And although I was tempted to answer, "Yes I am over 18, although my IQ isn't." I refrained out of the pure joy of at least looking youthful. And then he asked if I had kids, and after my response he was all, "And so you shouldn't, you're too young!" LOL. Mum had me two years younger than this. There's a sobering thought.
Anyway - one thing I completely forgot to mention on my return - I now have black hairz! Yep, in sharp contrast to the blonde/ginger/multi colour barnet I was sporting before, I took a spontaneous plunge and dyed it the one colour I've never ever tried. Black. Or to be more specific, midnight blue, but then in photographs, YOU CAN NEVER SEE THE BLOODY BLUE.
I mainly bought it because I fancied the model on the box, despite having been warned this is not the right method for choosing hair colour. Still, it's new, it's exciting. It's a bit Lydia Deitz, that's no bad thing. Despite the fact I look more goth than ever and a little scary. But given my change in mood from last fortnight, I think it's safe to say that blondes don't necessarily have more fun*. Although time will tell with that one. Damn stuff's fading already.
Oh, so looking forward to the play! *excited twitching* Which is... oh yeah, today.
* To wit, I realised that it makes more sense to post a picture of me smiling, ghastly though it is, rather than one of me looking like a bloody miserable 80s goth child. Unless I was being all sarcastic and ironic, like.
And although I was tempted to answer, "Yes I am over 18, although my IQ isn't." I refrained out of the pure joy of at least looking youthful. And then he asked if I had kids, and after my response he was all, "And so you shouldn't, you're too young!" LOL. Mum had me two years younger than this. There's a sobering thought.
Anyway - one thing I completely forgot to mention on my return - I now have black hairz! Yep, in sharp contrast to the blonde/ginger/multi colour barnet I was sporting before, I took a spontaneous plunge and dyed it the one colour I've never ever tried. Black. Or to be more specific, midnight blue, but then in photographs, YOU CAN NEVER SEE THE BLOODY BLUE.
I mainly bought it because I fancied the model on the box, despite having been warned this is not the right method for choosing hair colour. Still, it's new, it's exciting. It's a bit Lydia Deitz, that's no bad thing. Despite the fact I look more goth than ever and a little scary. But given my change in mood from last fortnight, I think it's safe to say that blondes don't necessarily have more fun*. Although time will tell with that one. Damn stuff's fading already.
Oh, so looking forward to the play! *excited twitching* Which is... oh yeah, today.
* To wit, I realised that it makes more sense to post a picture of me smiling, ghastly though it is, rather than one of me looking like a bloody miserable 80s goth child. Unless I was being all sarcastic and ironic, like.