Just another 'new hair' post
I've had the wild mop of black straw cut off and replaced with a shiny, sleek bob. It is good, and a relief, and much nicer in the hot weather. I'm now going to start growing a new head of hair and I WILL resist the temptation to use the iron on it when it misbehaves.
I loved it at first, and everyone said lovely things about it, then Anne went "Ooh, you'll definitely get a job now. I hope you're not giving up the goth look entirely?" which was exactly the wrong thing to say and implies that it's boring, so I don't like it so much any more. I didn't get to have as much red as I wanted, since the black is coming out in patches all over and it made the hairdresser weep, so I'm just going to wait a while and then attack it myself. Anyone know a good bright red with pre-lightener?
So, the only picture I could get that showed the length properly I'm pulling a rather silly face and you can't really tell the colour. Also, no make-up! Watch out!
So this is basically the colour. It's semi-interesting. I'm working towards having the whole thing red, but I'm going to have to take my medicine for using so much black dye first.
I will now stop obsessing about my hair, and we can all go about our lives again.
Despite her ill-timed hair comments, I love Anne. She has offered to move all my stuff up to Manchester in her van, what a goddess! This is doubly excellent because it means I won't have to ask dad to help, thank fuck. He's come down to visit for my birthday; I know it's mean of me, but I hope he will go away again soon. I'm enjoying a heaping helping of emotional blackmail at the moment. *rolls eyes*