Ever get a really awful haircut that makes you question your will to live?
I tell myself it's just hair, but jesus. I asked for a couple pink streaks, and...well it turned into such an awful, purple mess...and it wasn't a couple streaks, it was basically my whole head of hair.
And somehow the trim I asked for--- she took off like four inches of my precious hair! I can see why it's such a biblical big deal. My hair! My hair! It's all layered in this brutal way...it's just...awwwwful.
So I've currently got some drug store brown dye on top. I had to cover the colour. I'm so sad. I really loved my hair. I tell myself that humility is a good thing. It's good to feel like a wretch sometimes- cuts down on hubris, etc. But oh god...I'm such a baby. But I really was so attached to my long, blonde locks...
Oh, I'll get over it soon enough. The "pink" was temporary, so under the brown, it should fade. I've dyed my hair drug store brown on top of the blonde before, and that also fades fast because the blonde is so porous. I know within a few months I can get my original colour safely back, and the length will come back in a year at the most (my hair fortunately grows like a weed). But such rationality is of little consolation at the moment.
End of rant!



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