Lackin' Black
My hair is currently a blonde, reddish color from bleaching it for Halloween. I thought that I might dye back to its black and candy apple red color almost immediately after the holiday, but then I figured that I'd get some mileage out of it and keep it for a week or so. I've never bleached all of my hair like this and I do enjoy changing my look once in a while. But a week later, the black roots are coming in. Obviously bleached hair with black roots showing is not the most fashionable look. I figured that it was time to go back to my old, new look.
I've already got a bottle of Special Effects red hair dye lying around. My plan is to color my hair completely red and then a week later put some black streaks in it, sort of the reverse of what I had before, that being red streaks in my (mostly) black hair. Theoretically, this will be the exact reverse and therefore the look should be mostly the same.
I almost put in the red color today, but then I thought that I might not like having 100% red hair. I doubt it, but some part of me just imagines me looking a little too much, I don't know, like a Dr. Seuss character. So I went out to buy a bottle of black dye, just to be safe.
The thing is... I couldn't find any.
Really. This surprised me.
Now, I was out looking for more Special Effects brand color. I didn't check the pharmacies or the Miss Clairol section of the supermarkets. I figured that it would be a piece of cake. There are several hip, alternative-ish salons on Capitol Hill, almost all of which carry Special Effects. But none have black in stock. One guy at Scream told me that it's the one color that they never carry, that it's difficult to get in, that he had no idea where to buy any.
How do...? I mean. Where? What the...?
Buh?
I thought that black would be the most popular choice. I imagined large trucks making regular deliveries of black hair dye to Seattle, in giant kegs like you see in the basements of castles and old English manors. If anything, I thought that I might have to contend with black being sold out, due to popular demand. I honestly don't understand this.
So, somebody tell me what oil slick the goth, rockabilly, lesbian Wiccan, Bettie Page wannabes of Seattle are dipping their heads into. Because I know that I've seen these people. I know that this exists.
I know that I'm not crazy. I know that I'm not crazy. I know that I'm not crazy. I know that im not crazy. I'know thati'm not crazy. I know that im not crazy. I know that im ot crazy. I know that im not crazy. I know that imnot crazt. I know tahta I;, not crazyi kjnow that im noty xrazy
I've already got a bottle of Special Effects red hair dye lying around. My plan is to color my hair completely red and then a week later put some black streaks in it, sort of the reverse of what I had before, that being red streaks in my (mostly) black hair. Theoretically, this will be the exact reverse and therefore the look should be mostly the same.
I almost put in the red color today, but then I thought that I might not like having 100% red hair. I doubt it, but some part of me just imagines me looking a little too much, I don't know, like a Dr. Seuss character. So I went out to buy a bottle of black dye, just to be safe.
The thing is... I couldn't find any.
Really. This surprised me.
Now, I was out looking for more Special Effects brand color. I didn't check the pharmacies or the Miss Clairol section of the supermarkets. I figured that it would be a piece of cake. There are several hip, alternative-ish salons on Capitol Hill, almost all of which carry Special Effects. But none have black in stock. One guy at Scream told me that it's the one color that they never carry, that it's difficult to get in, that he had no idea where to buy any.
How do...? I mean. Where? What the...?
Buh?
I thought that black would be the most popular choice. I imagined large trucks making regular deliveries of black hair dye to Seattle, in giant kegs like you see in the basements of castles and old English manors. If anything, I thought that I might have to contend with black being sold out, due to popular demand. I honestly don't understand this.
So, somebody tell me what oil slick the goth, rockabilly, lesbian Wiccan, Bettie Page wannabes of Seattle are dipping their heads into. Because I know that I've seen these people. I know that this exists.
I know that I'm not crazy. I know that I'm not crazy. I know that I'm not crazy. I know that im not crazy. I'know thati'm not crazy. I know that im not crazy. I know that im ot crazy. I know that im not crazy. I know that imnot crazt. I know tahta I;, not crazyi kjnow that im noty xrazy