don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another
So last week I did story-time with my kids. We made zebras by putting white horse cutouts in a pan and rolling around some marbles dipped in black paint. One mother liked the alligator song so much that she asked me for a print-out so that she could sing it with her kids later!
And then at the end of story time, I gave the kids a choice. I told them that it was time to change my purple hair, and I would do it for our last story-time. I asked them if they wanted red, blue, or pink.
Pink. Unanimously pink.
I had so much trouble with this color that it's insane. The first color I bought (Manic Panic Cotton Candy) just...didn't take. I had to rebleach it to get the purple out, and after I put the dye in, it just...rinsed right out. My mother said I looked like a My Little Pony that had been left in the sun too long.
So I made a run back to the store to get a different pink--Manic Panic Hot Hot Pink this time. And yeah. It's hot. It's pink. I am pleased.
Let's just hope the kids don't expect me to do this stuff every week. :P
And then at the end of story time, I gave the kids a choice. I told them that it was time to change my purple hair, and I would do it for our last story-time. I asked them if they wanted red, blue, or pink.
Pink. Unanimously pink.
I had so much trouble with this color that it's insane. The first color I bought (Manic Panic Cotton Candy) just...didn't take. I had to rebleach it to get the purple out, and after I put the dye in, it just...rinsed right out. My mother said I looked like a My Little Pony that had been left in the sun too long.
So I made a run back to the store to get a different pink--Manic Panic Hot Hot Pink this time. And yeah. It's hot. It's pink. I am pleased.
Let's just hope the kids don't expect me to do this stuff every week. :P