Sep 13, 2005 13:44
I dyed my hair again. But I stoped timing properly. So now it's more orange than anything else. I do not view this as a positive outcome. Infact it is rather scary looking. Fortunately there are still 3 days between myself and the real world which means at least 3 chances to wash my hair. Repeatedly. Perhaps with steel wool.
Do any of you lovely caring kind people know
a) a fabulous hairdresser who can work miracles and doesnt need an appointment months in advance
or b) where I can get a wig late on a friday afternoon?
or c) Some sort of self afirming manta that will help me embrace the orange? (something along the lines of "just like an orange with vitamin c, you dont look as silly as you think Jacqui")
Blah.