3rd April 2003
I dyed my hair on Tuesday.
I rather like it. Although it's caused mixed reactions elsewhere.
My parents like it. In fact, my little sister does too, which is quite an accomplishment. However, I've had nearly no comment in respect to how the colour suits my porcelain skin tone from anybody outside of our humble abode. Clearly, it seems that a few people have chosen to ignore what I've done, perhaps because they feel they might offend me if they don't like the way it looks.
Anyway, I'm dying it "copper red". The blonde was merely to lighten my otherwise dull and lifeless brown hair in order to enhance the vibrant colour that I wish to apply on Saturday.
Hopefully, it should look good. Although, knowing my luck, I'll probably end up with a head full of green hair.
On Friday, I've an appointment arranged at the College to have my hair cut. It was mid-February when I last had a decent trim and my original style is falling a bit... flat now. I spotted a picture in the sex-mad magazine 19 and immediately decided that the community centre wouldn't miss such a thing and that, well, I'd replace it on Sunday after the church meeting.
It's got a lot of potential, and I'm thinking of taking it in on Friday morning to give my hairdresser a rough idea of what I'd like done.
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