A Blog for a Vlog and a Day in the Life Squibble
So I didn’t get a vlog out last night like I wanted. This was partially due to laziness and partially due to feeling really grumpy about my latest hairscapade. After my usual dying session, I rinsed it out only to discover my ‘deep purple’ was a little too deep. It was practically black.
This made me a less than happy Kiri.
Not that there is anything wrong with black and yes, I know I don’t look bad with it (Ha, ha, take that mom, who said I was too pale for any shade of black) but I’m really hoping this fades a lot over time. Because anyone who has ever dyed their hair black knows that it’s a bitch and a half to go to any other color afterward. Plus it kills your hair. And my hair has been doing so well health wise, you know?
So I’m having a little bit of ‘dyers regret’ right now but I’m sure it will fade. Just like the color. In a few weeks it will eventually (and after a lot of shampooing) to some kind of lavender and I can either keep up the cycle or move on to something else.
The most unfortunate part, I think, is right in the middle of dying my brain goes, “I want to try cupcake pink again…”
Great timing, brain, really.
Oi.
Oh well. Chin up, Kiri, it won’t last forever and then you can work your way back to a pretty shade of pink so you can buy yourself some awesome dreads. One day I may explain my obsession with pink hair to you guys… and why it’s the reason I ended up with five or six different pink wigs while I searched for “the perfect one”. Let’s just say, for now, where red hair reminds me of my childhood aspirations to be a Disney Princess that led me down the path of acting (My mother made the fatal mistake of explaining that someone was paid to be the voice of Ariel and I was ruined from that day forth), pink hair embodies confidence, playfullness and fearlessness. I want to get back to that point in my life. I’ve been all transitiony and moody lately.
Maybe this can be a physical representation of that transition phase. Who knows.
Anyway, enough of that “I’m being introspective and pseudo deep” crap. ONTO THE SQUIBBLES!
These were drawn back in the days of college (when my hair WAS black). Quick scribbles about my average school day at Cornish. Obviously you’ll have to click on them to enlarge and actually read them. Enjoy!
