Red rook to black queen
I usually wear my hair red, but few days ago, in a fit of gloom, I dyed it brown. Well, that's what I was aiming for. Unfortunately, while dyeing, I got completely immersed in a riveting jooster pirate story on indeedsir, and passed deeply over the recommended twenty minutes mark.
When I came to my senses and the hair was washed and dried, I looked in a mirror.
Joan freaking Collins was looking back at me, wearing a towel and a horrified expression.
For a moment I was sorely tempted to put on a red lipstick for the complete overkill Dynasty effect, but refrained. Even so... „Kate,“ said my mum carefully, when I nipped in for a short visit today, „I don't think this colour suits you. You look as if you are plotting something nasty.“
I am now looking forward to whole summer of looking sinister.
When I came to my senses and the hair was washed and dried, I looked in a mirror.
Joan freaking Collins was looking back at me, wearing a towel and a horrified expression.
For a moment I was sorely tempted to put on a red lipstick for the complete overkill Dynasty effect, but refrained. Even so... „Kate,“ said my mum carefully, when I nipped in for a short visit today, „I don't think this colour suits you. You look as if you are plotting something nasty.“
I am now looking forward to whole summer of looking sinister.