falling in the dye vat
I finally ventured forth to refresh my redheadness for the first time up here. It's always an adventure with a new stylist, especially when it comes to red dye. More people request blonde or warm brunette than red, which means that most stylists are less experienced with red, which also has about a million shades to work with. And then there’s the fact that my hair has a tendency to grab dye. The stylist and I hit it off, and she did a great job on the color and cut. But she couldn’t account for all the variables on the first shot, and as a result I am a shade of Harlot Scarlet that I haven’t been since I attempted to become tasteful in my early 20's.
I kinda like it, though. Hardcore hair color is so much fun. The last time something like this happened was about two years ago, when I accidentally became violet. These accidents always draw the highest amount of compliments from men, oddly enough. Women always want to know what the hell happened, but the men shyly work their way up to some compliment along the lines of "that color is so ... sexy." (And they’re always quiet and shy about it, unlike other instances.) I don’t really understand; maybe it’s a Suicide Girls thing?
Personally, I like having hardcore hair because it makes me feel more badass, more Run Lola Run. It‛s an excuse to break out my platform combat boots and wear lots of black clothes and silver jewelery. Fun while it lasts, which is generally about two weeks until the color fades.

Comments
You do realize we need a picture... ?
Posted by: Pascale Soleil | January 12, 2005 10:44 AM
Yes, yes we do.
Posted by: Dorothea Salo | January 12, 2005 11:59 AM
I'll make the third request.
Posted by: Cheryl | January 12, 2005 1:55 PM
When such shades of red are on an aging head, it ain't sexy, but it's still badass and a hell of a lot of fun. Looks great on you; thanks for the pic!
Posted by: senioritis | January 15, 2005 10:45 PM