treinta días de usted - día seis
Day 01 → Your favorite song
Day 02 → Your favorite movie
Day 03 → Your favorite television program
Day 04 → Your favorite book
Day 05 → Your favorite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
i’ve been wanting to do this for a while. do a hair timeline. i was going to start where i originally started actually cutting my hair, but now i just sort of want to do my whole life. i don’t have pictures from when i was younger, though. this may be a good thing, i was an ugly child
STYLIN’ I NO. okay so i just showed this to my dad and he didn’t recognize me. what a faggot. anyway. that’s me as a baby. great hair i gots there.
great grandma. because i look like a really cute baby here.
THIS IS LIKE MY DEFAULT FACE. I LOOK LIKE THIS ALLLLLL THE TIME OKAY DON’T JUDGE.
mary-kate and ashley much? that’s chloe on the left.
second or third grade
/fatface
ugly child. skipping a few years here lol.
i was really tan. i miss her. i miss this. anyway, this was a few months after i ever first put permanent color into my hair (we’re not counting the time chloe, erin and i went down to the convenience store and bought blue spray-on hairdye in the summer of ‘05 or the time i used spray-on green on earth day and st. patrick’s day of ‘06) i went on a trip in early ‘07 - we went to texas first to visit my step grandparents, spent a day in mexico while we were at it, and then flew into LAX and went to my stepbrother and step sister’s wedding. when i got back, my mom and don had gotten a new refrigerator, so every time i get back from somewhere i traveled to by plane, i always secretly hope that someone got a new refrigerator to hold onto tradition. it’s never happened, but you know.) when we went down to texas, i’d been telling lori and savannah about how i’d really wanted to get highlights in my hair for a couple of months. my mom hadn’t said ‘no’, but no appointments had been made. lori promptly pointed out that everything is cheaper in mexico, and as we sometimes fly down to mexico just to get our teeth done and to get prescription drugs without the prescription, why not get my hair done? so i called my mom (which was a really sort of crinkly ‘what? i can’t hear you, go ahead’ sort of thing, so thinking back, maybe she hadn’t even said yes. um.) so someone suggested a hairdresser, gave us a name, and we went down to this place, and we all actually ended up almost getting tattoos. yea. anyway, long story short, the girl who did my hair spoke absolutely no english, and she kept trying to talk to me (at the time i’d only taken like a four weeks of a spanish class, so i wasn’t much help. now, this whole trip would have been a lot easier), to ask if my hair looked alright. in the end, it looked great, but you know. but this picture was taken about a month and a half after my mom died, so i’d actually had a haircut in between then, not to mention natural highlights from being outside. anyway.
well this is kind of pointless because you can’t see how long my hair was but this is one of my favorite pictures ever so. this picture was right before halloween of ‘07, and um, the highlights were pretty much gone. yea.
my hair is wavy curly. this is just showing how fast it grows (this picture, i believe, was closer to the end of my school year from ‘07? compare it to the picture of me and my friend, halle. it’ hadn’t even been a year and my haircut was pretty much dead. thank god it grows so fast though. :D)
summer. i went on a crazy vacation to washington d.c./north carolina/virginia - i actually miss this vacation a whole fucking lot. anyway. also, that’s not billy ray cyrus. i know that’s really hard to believe. somewhere between this picture and the last, i also got my hair re-highlighted, somewhere near the end of seventh grade. derp derp derp. i don’t really like that look at all anymore, but uh.
i’m in the middle, since you can’t see my face. p.s. why. did. i. cut. that. off. it. was. so. pretty. this was only about half a year after the picture two above was taken? my hair had grown, like, a full two inches. *hair is only supposed to grow two inches in a whole year. my hair grows 2x as fast. high five.
i still can’t comprehend why i got rid of this. this was september of last year. wait, two years ago. um, the fringe-y thing in the back - i don’t even know what it was called - was something i’d been wanting to do since fifth or sixth grade, so i finally did it one day. there were days it looked better than others, this isn’t one of the particularly good pictures of it, but look at how long my hair was. (there are videos from this night on erin’s computer of me playing ddr and i just kind of stare at it because my hair was so fucking long and beautiful and why the fuck would i get rid of that.
p.s. jowita chloe erin willow
THIS IS MAKING ME REGRET SO MUCH. D: anyway, you couldn’t see it in the last few picture, but a few weeks before this school year started, my sister and i stayed up until like four in the morning and did our hair today. she gave me black peek-a-boos - i’ve wanted black hair all my life. seriously. since i was nine years old, that’s been my thing. (below, it gets really confusing because it still lakes me a couple months to remember i wanted to go completely black.) anyway, since this wasn’t just a matter of bleaching, i used clairol balsam lasting color creme - number 618 (black). (also, my sister did a little bleaching thing under my bangs, but you can’t really see it? uh. yea.)
then i started cutting it.
and cutting it. (this was thanksgiving.)
THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN I LOOKED LIKE THIS. *the purple is from splat: rebellious colors, which i’ll talk about again in a second
okay so the reason i started cutting it was so it would look like this jsyk. this was another one of those things i’d been wanting to do since i was nine or ten. the idea was to make it gradual so it wouldn’t be such an obnoxious change and then one day i was just like ‘OHHHHH FUCK IT’ and did this to myself. p.s. the auburn bangs were an accident i was going for purple which is why i fixed it like two days later and i suddenly looked like this:
my grandma told me this picture was ugly. i think she meant trashy in reference to the fact i took liberty to cut out my boobs
i cried for like an hour.
anyway, then it started fading. (this was right after i went to new york.)
this is a good moment to talk about splat hairdye. i didn’t want to ruin the sentiment about my grandma calling me ugly, so, anyway. splat rebellious colors are found in convenience stores. they’re considerably cheap colors, and everyone else i’ve met who’s used splat has really had nothing but complaints about it (well, except for monica, but she was using their red. and red is more natural than the purple and blue i used. but everyone’s who used purple, blue, green, pink - they all ended up complaining about it. it works fine in my hair. i don’t know why this is, but i really don’t recommend you use splat hair dye if you’re looking for satisfactory results. p.s. i used lusty lavender and blue envy, by the way. their purple, obviously, doesn’t stay purple for very long.
oh and this picture because i like it.
lol
this (was actually taken before the picture from after i went to new york, but there is a long story about this picture and i just felt like posting it.)
and then it was pretty much gone completely.
so i went blue for a while (i honestly don’t remember this very well.) i think this was because i only kept it for like a week or something. maybe i was just on drugs this whole time i don’t really know. (i used blue envy from splat again.)
so after my hair was completely faded, i took the liberty to finally go black. it was like a saturday and i was home alone and the reason i cut my hair this short was because i was supposed to be cosplaying as L from death note later that year at acen (it’s a realy long story what happened with that, and quite frankly it’s very sad and i’m not up to telling it) i am wearing this shirt right now (actually, not anymore, but when i started typing all this out). i loved my boy hair. until it started growing out and i looked like an idiot. *for this i used the clairol balsam lastin color creme again
anyway, i should mention that i tried touching up my hair between this with the rest of the clairol that i hadn’t used, and it didn’t work too well. i probably should have just thrown away the stuff, but it’s a year old and i’m staring at it now, so i guess i still have it. and then this was like the last of my good hair for a few months. (my bangs were messed up tho.)
in fact, it’s so ugly we’re skipping over that whole era in general. o.o and then one day it was just sort of like. i don’t know, it was like the day of graduation i was staring at myself in the mirror and i was just sort of like “oh, hey, i look like shit! i’m going to totally ruin my air now.” so i did just that and it was crappy. a few days later, i decided i wanted to go platinum blonde (you know, like white) - my project for the summer, to see if it would look bad. this is when i learned just how hard it is to bleach over dyed-black hair. it took four tries, i believe. the first time, i used clairol’s balsam creme bleach stuff (i’d bought a bunch of this stuff because it was on sale once, knowing i would use it eventually.) then i used two boxes of really crappy stuff i found in wal-mart up in wisconsin. so here are some not-so-ugly pictures of this era (after my bangs had started growing back, no less)
i actually took this picture because i was too lazy to go look at myself in the mirror. it was the first good picture of me in months.
this is what it looked like when it was dry
then my sister did this to my hair one afternoon, right before i went on my annual (and sometimes biannual) trip to connecticut. and it was fucking awesome while it lasted.
this is what that looked like when it’s down. i believe she used about eight colors from beyond the zone’s color jamz line? i’m not really sure. i also don’t know if what happened two weeks later was a cause of there being so many colors or because my hair hadn’t been blonde enough before this. (because, you know, no matter how much they tell you there’s already bleach in these mixes, i’d reccomend bleaching your hair on your own first.)
then it faded and it wasn’t exactly pretty. in fact, it sort of looked like someone threw up on my head. from this, i quickly decided that my hair is on drugs and doesn’t work well with good unnatural colored hairdye, meaning that all the other hairdye i used would probably work horrible on anyone else.
i have boobs. i don’t know if you noticed that there.
the reason i re-cut my bangs (this time, they didn’t look quite as crappy, though, and people actually complimented me on this): i have a neighbor who used to do my hair. she did my favorite haircut, ever, and she did my highlights the second time around. i used to take bike rides a lot, and i guess she watched me from her window or something, but she had the audacity to tell my stepmom about how crappy my hair looked. i was aware of this, okay? very aware of how bad my hair looked. she didn’t need to go and tell people about it. anyway, she was so determined to give me a haircut, but i gave up on letting people give me haircuts a few years back when i had few-too many disappointing haircuts where it was like “dude, i didn’t tell you to make me look like this”. so i just decided, fuck you, i’m going to do my hair the way i want it done. i would rather it be my fault if it looked crappy, anyway. besides, i must not be THAT bad at cutting hair, since i have been asked to dye and cut people’s hair a lot. anyway, i was really upset about my neighbor being a bitch, because i knew she was probably going to cut off my whole head of hair in trying to fix it, so i started at myself in the mirror for a couple of hours, cried a lot, and for some reason, decided this would be a good look. (i should mention that my inspiration for super-short bangs were tegan and sara, but i’d probably have to get my hair thinned and chemically straightened to make that work.)
anyway, so i used feria bleach this time around, and dyed it two days before i went to the blink concert.
after my sister moved to portland, i got really upset, and started just blowing everything out of proportion. one thing that happened was i stared at myself for another hour or something and thought about how much i hate my hair. so i did this. at like three in the morning because for some reason it helped me stop crying. again, i used lusty lavender from splat, blue envy from splat, but i used a box of ‘clairol hydrience’ for the red - it was a natural color, obviously, but it looked pretty neon for a while. (it was 2RR: scarlet shimmer ‘intense true red’ btw) i should mention i actually bought this at a garage sale (i also bought a box of red from the feria line that i haven’t used yet from the same garage sale. both boxes were unopened, and i know it’s pretty ghetto the way i come across my hairdye. anyway, a few months later, monica wanted to borrow some hairdye, and pulled this box out and the red had exploded. (i don’t think i really that the cap had a hole in it, or something. oops?) i still have the box sitting around for some reason, though. don’t ask.
this was about a month and a half later the colors stayed in a lot better this time (except for the red um um um.) anyway, this picture was taken when i was showing off the fact that i had found a shirt remarkably similar to the beatles shirt that billy and dominic share? yea shut up i’m a faggot ;D (also i’m allowed to use that word because of my lesbian so don’t hate.)
i decided iw ant some more blue in there. used the blue envy, as usual. only had this for about two weeks because i got really impatient to do this to my hair.
(this was also the day i got in that super epic car crash, i don’t know if i ever talked about that here on livejournal tho.) anyway, i used de la ritz hairdye this time - this is bought for one dollar at (WOAH OMG) dollar tree. /continuum of ghetto hairdye. anyway, this hairdye is actually surprisingly good. i bought at least ten dollars worth of this shit in every color. (i think i have like three shades of brown, i originally had two blondes, but i used one, and i have one or two red boxes. oh, and i used two boxes worth of the black to do this - the first time i accidentally missed a spot in the back of my head and i started getting really pissed at people who were like ‘oh, there’s something pink in your hair’ and i just got to the point where i was like ‘FFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU IT’S CALLED HAIRDYE’
this a month later (just to prove that it is really rather good hairdye and it hasn’t faded much. also because i really like this picture ;D)
so about halfway through november, i decided i wanted part of my bangs red, but i had to do that thing again where i have to bleach my hair and everyone knows how that goes. the first time, i took a chance, and used blonde stuff from de la ritz, but it did absolutely nothing to the dyed black stuff, but it dyed my roots strawberry red, and i felt like i was naturally a ginger for about a day before i fixed it.
lol for macbook photobooth. the bleach i used this time was actually from a box of hairdye that lori bought a year ago and never used. it was brown hairdye, and came with a high-lighting kit, and since it’s mine now, i shrugged, mixed the bleach, and used it for myself.
(sorry for sideways picture)
anyway i re-bleached - to explain what i did (because there is actually method to my madness), i divided my bangs into three separate layers - then i bleached the top and bottom, and kept the middle-layer black. this time i used splat’s bleach (they call it splat-oxide. just saying. i don’t know if i mentioned that.)
then i decided to be a faggot and not go red. i went blue instead (it’s not done yet tho guise!) i used blue envy, of course, on the top layer, leaving the bottom layer bleached (this is also when i noticed that the bottom layer wasn’t bleached very /well/. anyway, playin’ my ukulele like a boss, this was december thirtieth.
that was what it looked like at its best. the green didn’t stay in very long/i’m sorry for the faggoty make up (it was new years eve, four in the morning, i was by myself, and decided i was going to do a photoshoot with myself.)
it was kind of cool actually. like.
and
but anyway.
as of recently? the green is pretty much all gone, since my hair wasn’t bleached very well there. i am planning to go and buy myself a cheap highlighting kit one of these days, re-bleach, and fix the green. the blue has barely faded at all - i’m really surprised by this, actually. in fact it looks rather fantastic. like, seriously it looks just the same as it did the day i dyed it (okay, it’s probably a little lighter, but i was waiting for it to fade a little, because the blue was too dark at first and didn’t creat much of a contrast with the black.) i should mention the green i use is neon green from splat. SORRY I SUCK GUISE. okay.
*this is actually a good week and a half old, but i’ve been looking crappy the last week and i really don’t want to put my face out on the internet atm.
that’s actually newer but only by like four days so.
*notice how it’s been like three months since i’ve touched up the black.
/fin.
sorry for any typos, but i’m really too lazy to read this over anymore.
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobby of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 02 → Your favorite movie
Day 03 → Your favorite television program
Day 04 → Your favorite book
Day 05 → Your favorite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
i’ve been wanting to do this for a while. do a hair timeline. i was going to start where i originally started actually cutting my hair, but now i just sort of want to do my whole life. i don’t have pictures from when i was younger, though. this may be a good thing, i was an ugly child
STYLIN’ I NO. okay so i just showed this to my dad and he didn’t recognize me. what a faggot. anyway. that’s me as a baby. great hair i gots there.
great grandma. because i look like a really cute baby here.
THIS IS LIKE MY DEFAULT FACE. I LOOK LIKE THIS ALLLLLL THE TIME OKAY DON’T JUDGE.
mary-kate and ashley much? that’s chloe on the left.
second or third grade
/fatface
ugly child. skipping a few years here lol.
i was really tan. i miss her. i miss this. anyway, this was a few months after i ever first put permanent color into my hair (we’re not counting the time chloe, erin and i went down to the convenience store and bought blue spray-on hairdye in the summer of ‘05 or the time i used spray-on green on earth day and st. patrick’s day of ‘06) i went on a trip in early ‘07 - we went to texas first to visit my step grandparents, spent a day in mexico while we were at it, and then flew into LAX and went to my stepbrother and step sister’s wedding. when i got back, my mom and don had gotten a new refrigerator, so every time i get back from somewhere i traveled to by plane, i always secretly hope that someone got a new refrigerator to hold onto tradition. it’s never happened, but you know.) when we went down to texas, i’d been telling lori and savannah about how i’d really wanted to get highlights in my hair for a couple of months. my mom hadn’t said ‘no’, but no appointments had been made. lori promptly pointed out that everything is cheaper in mexico, and as we sometimes fly down to mexico just to get our teeth done and to get prescription drugs without the prescription, why not get my hair done? so i called my mom (which was a really sort of crinkly ‘what? i can’t hear you, go ahead’ sort of thing, so thinking back, maybe she hadn’t even said yes. um.) so someone suggested a hairdresser, gave us a name, and we went down to this place, and we all actually ended up almost getting tattoos. yea. anyway, long story short, the girl who did my hair spoke absolutely no english, and she kept trying to talk to me (at the time i’d only taken like a four weeks of a spanish class, so i wasn’t much help. now, this whole trip would have been a lot easier), to ask if my hair looked alright. in the end, it looked great, but you know. but this picture was taken about a month and a half after my mom died, so i’d actually had a haircut in between then, not to mention natural highlights from being outside. anyway.
well this is kind of pointless because you can’t see how long my hair was but this is one of my favorite pictures ever so. this picture was right before halloween of ‘07, and um, the highlights were pretty much gone. yea.
my hair is wavy curly. this is just showing how fast it grows (this picture, i believe, was closer to the end of my school year from ‘07? compare it to the picture of me and my friend, halle. it’ hadn’t even been a year and my haircut was pretty much dead. thank god it grows so fast though. :D)
summer. i went on a crazy vacation to washington d.c./north carolina/virginia - i actually miss this vacation a whole fucking lot. anyway. also, that’s not billy ray cyrus. i know that’s really hard to believe. somewhere between this picture and the last, i also got my hair re-highlighted, somewhere near the end of seventh grade. derp derp derp. i don’t really like that look at all anymore, but uh.
i’m in the middle, since you can’t see my face. p.s. why. did. i. cut. that. off. it. was. so. pretty. this was only about half a year after the picture two above was taken? my hair had grown, like, a full two inches. *hair is only supposed to grow two inches in a whole year. my hair grows 2x as fast. high five.
i still can’t comprehend why i got rid of this. this was september of last year. wait, two years ago. um, the fringe-y thing in the back - i don’t even know what it was called - was something i’d been wanting to do since fifth or sixth grade, so i finally did it one day. there were days it looked better than others, this isn’t one of the particularly good pictures of it, but look at how long my hair was. (there are videos from this night on erin’s computer of me playing ddr and i just kind of stare at it because my hair was so fucking long and beautiful and why the fuck would i get rid of that.
p.s. jowita chloe erin willow
THIS IS MAKING ME REGRET SO MUCH. D: anyway, you couldn’t see it in the last few picture, but a few weeks before this school year started, my sister and i stayed up until like four in the morning and did our hair today. she gave me black peek-a-boos - i’ve wanted black hair all my life. seriously. since i was nine years old, that’s been my thing. (below, it gets really confusing because it still lakes me a couple months to remember i wanted to go completely black.) anyway, since this wasn’t just a matter of bleaching, i used clairol balsam lasting color creme - number 618 (black). (also, my sister did a little bleaching thing under my bangs, but you can’t really see it? uh. yea.)
then i started cutting it.
and cutting it. (this was thanksgiving.)
THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN I LOOKED LIKE THIS. *the purple is from splat: rebellious colors, which i’ll talk about again in a second
okay so the reason i started cutting it was so it would look like this jsyk. this was another one of those things i’d been wanting to do since i was nine or ten. the idea was to make it gradual so it wouldn’t be such an obnoxious change and then one day i was just like ‘OHHHHH FUCK IT’ and did this to myself. p.s. the auburn bangs were an accident i was going for purple which is why i fixed it like two days later and i suddenly looked like this:
my grandma told me this picture was ugly. i think she meant trashy in reference to the fact i took liberty to cut out my boobs
i cried for like an hour.
anyway, then it started fading. (this was right after i went to new york.)
this is a good moment to talk about splat hairdye. i didn’t want to ruin the sentiment about my grandma calling me ugly, so, anyway. splat rebellious colors are found in convenience stores. they’re considerably cheap colors, and everyone else i’ve met who’s used splat has really had nothing but complaints about it (well, except for monica, but she was using their red. and red is more natural than the purple and blue i used. but everyone’s who used purple, blue, green, pink - they all ended up complaining about it. it works fine in my hair. i don’t know why this is, but i really don’t recommend you use splat hair dye if you’re looking for satisfactory results. p.s. i used lusty lavender and blue envy, by the way. their purple, obviously, doesn’t stay purple for very long.
oh and this picture because i like it.
lol
this (was actually taken before the picture from after i went to new york, but there is a long story about this picture and i just felt like posting it.)
and then it was pretty much gone completely.
so i went blue for a while (i honestly don’t remember this very well.) i think this was because i only kept it for like a week or something. maybe i was just on drugs this whole time i don’t really know. (i used blue envy from splat again.)
so after my hair was completely faded, i took the liberty to finally go black. it was like a saturday and i was home alone and the reason i cut my hair this short was because i was supposed to be cosplaying as L from death note later that year at acen (it’s a realy long story what happened with that, and quite frankly it’s very sad and i’m not up to telling it) i am wearing this shirt right now (actually, not anymore, but when i started typing all this out). i loved my boy hair. until it started growing out and i looked like an idiot. *for this i used the clairol balsam lastin color creme again
anyway, i should mention that i tried touching up my hair between this with the rest of the clairol that i hadn’t used, and it didn’t work too well. i probably should have just thrown away the stuff, but it’s a year old and i’m staring at it now, so i guess i still have it. and then this was like the last of my good hair for a few months. (my bangs were messed up tho.)
in fact, it’s so ugly we’re skipping over that whole era in general. o.o and then one day it was just sort of like. i don’t know, it was like the day of graduation i was staring at myself in the mirror and i was just sort of like “oh, hey, i look like shit! i’m going to totally ruin my air now.” so i did just that and it was crappy. a few days later, i decided i wanted to go platinum blonde (you know, like white) - my project for the summer, to see if it would look bad. this is when i learned just how hard it is to bleach over dyed-black hair. it took four tries, i believe. the first time, i used clairol’s balsam creme bleach stuff (i’d bought a bunch of this stuff because it was on sale once, knowing i would use it eventually.) then i used two boxes of really crappy stuff i found in wal-mart up in wisconsin. so here are some not-so-ugly pictures of this era (after my bangs had started growing back, no less)
i actually took this picture because i was too lazy to go look at myself in the mirror. it was the first good picture of me in months.
this is what it looked like when it was dry
then my sister did this to my hair one afternoon, right before i went on my annual (and sometimes biannual) trip to connecticut. and it was fucking awesome while it lasted.
this is what that looked like when it’s down. i believe she used about eight colors from beyond the zone’s color jamz line? i’m not really sure. i also don’t know if what happened two weeks later was a cause of there being so many colors or because my hair hadn’t been blonde enough before this. (because, you know, no matter how much they tell you there’s already bleach in these mixes, i’d reccomend bleaching your hair on your own first.)
then it faded and it wasn’t exactly pretty. in fact, it sort of looked like someone threw up on my head. from this, i quickly decided that my hair is on drugs and doesn’t work well with good unnatural colored hairdye, meaning that all the other hairdye i used would probably work horrible on anyone else.
i have boobs. i don’t know if you noticed that there.
the reason i re-cut my bangs (this time, they didn’t look quite as crappy, though, and people actually complimented me on this): i have a neighbor who used to do my hair. she did my favorite haircut, ever, and she did my highlights the second time around. i used to take bike rides a lot, and i guess she watched me from her window or something, but she had the audacity to tell my stepmom about how crappy my hair looked. i was aware of this, okay? very aware of how bad my hair looked. she didn’t need to go and tell people about it. anyway, she was so determined to give me a haircut, but i gave up on letting people give me haircuts a few years back when i had few-too many disappointing haircuts where it was like “dude, i didn’t tell you to make me look like this”. so i just decided, fuck you, i’m going to do my hair the way i want it done. i would rather it be my fault if it looked crappy, anyway. besides, i must not be THAT bad at cutting hair, since i have been asked to dye and cut people’s hair a lot. anyway, i was really upset about my neighbor being a bitch, because i knew she was probably going to cut off my whole head of hair in trying to fix it, so i started at myself in the mirror for a couple of hours, cried a lot, and for some reason, decided this would be a good look. (i should mention that my inspiration for super-short bangs were tegan and sara, but i’d probably have to get my hair thinned and chemically straightened to make that work.)
anyway, so i used feria bleach this time around, and dyed it two days before i went to the blink concert.
after my sister moved to portland, i got really upset, and started just blowing everything out of proportion. one thing that happened was i stared at myself for another hour or something and thought about how much i hate my hair. so i did this. at like three in the morning because for some reason it helped me stop crying. again, i used lusty lavender from splat, blue envy from splat, but i used a box of ‘clairol hydrience’ for the red - it was a natural color, obviously, but it looked pretty neon for a while. (it was 2RR: scarlet shimmer ‘intense true red’ btw) i should mention i actually bought this at a garage sale (i also bought a box of red from the feria line that i haven’t used yet from the same garage sale. both boxes were unopened, and i know it’s pretty ghetto the way i come across my hairdye. anyway, a few months later, monica wanted to borrow some hairdye, and pulled this box out and the red had exploded. (i don’t think i really that the cap had a hole in it, or something. oops?) i still have the box sitting around for some reason, though. don’t ask.
this was about a month and a half later the colors stayed in a lot better this time (except for the red um um um.) anyway, this picture was taken when i was showing off the fact that i had found a shirt remarkably similar to the beatles shirt that billy and dominic share? yea shut up i’m a faggot ;D (also i’m allowed to use that word because of my lesbian so don’t hate.)
i decided iw ant some more blue in there. used the blue envy, as usual. only had this for about two weeks because i got really impatient to do this to my hair.
(this was also the day i got in that super epic car crash, i don’t know if i ever talked about that here on livejournal tho.) anyway, i used de la ritz hairdye this time - this is bought for one dollar at (WOAH OMG) dollar tree. /continuum of ghetto hairdye. anyway, this hairdye is actually surprisingly good. i bought at least ten dollars worth of this shit in every color. (i think i have like three shades of brown, i originally had two blondes, but i used one, and i have one or two red boxes. oh, and i used two boxes worth of the black to do this - the first time i accidentally missed a spot in the back of my head and i started getting really pissed at people who were like ‘oh, there’s something pink in your hair’ and i just got to the point where i was like ‘FFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU IT’S CALLED HAIRDYE’
this a month later (just to prove that it is really rather good hairdye and it hasn’t faded much. also because i really like this picture ;D)
so about halfway through november, i decided i wanted part of my bangs red, but i had to do that thing again where i have to bleach my hair and everyone knows how that goes. the first time, i took a chance, and used blonde stuff from de la ritz, but it did absolutely nothing to the dyed black stuff, but it dyed my roots strawberry red, and i felt like i was naturally a ginger for about a day before i fixed it.
lol for macbook photobooth. the bleach i used this time was actually from a box of hairdye that lori bought a year ago and never used. it was brown hairdye, and came with a high-lighting kit, and since it’s mine now, i shrugged, mixed the bleach, and used it for myself.
(sorry for sideways picture)
anyway i re-bleached - to explain what i did (because there is actually method to my madness), i divided my bangs into three separate layers - then i bleached the top and bottom, and kept the middle-layer black. this time i used splat’s bleach (they call it splat-oxide. just saying. i don’t know if i mentioned that.)
then i decided to be a faggot and not go red. i went blue instead (it’s not done yet tho guise!) i used blue envy, of course, on the top layer, leaving the bottom layer bleached (this is also when i noticed that the bottom layer wasn’t bleached very /well/. anyway, playin’ my ukulele like a boss, this was december thirtieth.
that was what it looked like at its best. the green didn’t stay in very long/i’m sorry for the faggoty make up (it was new years eve, four in the morning, i was by myself, and decided i was going to do a photoshoot with myself.)
it was kind of cool actually. like.
and
but anyway.
as of recently? the green is pretty much all gone, since my hair wasn’t bleached very well there. i am planning to go and buy myself a cheap highlighting kit one of these days, re-bleach, and fix the green. the blue has barely faded at all - i’m really surprised by this, actually. in fact it looks rather fantastic. like, seriously it looks just the same as it did the day i dyed it (okay, it’s probably a little lighter, but i was waiting for it to fade a little, because the blue was too dark at first and didn’t creat much of a contrast with the black.) i should mention the green i use is neon green from splat. SORRY I SUCK GUISE. okay.
*this is actually a good week and a half old, but i’ve been looking crappy the last week and i really don’t want to put my face out on the internet atm.
that’s actually newer but only by like four days so.
*notice how it’s been like three months since i’ve touched up the black.
/fin.
sorry for any typos, but i’m really too lazy to read this over anymore.
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobby of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy