A couple of concerns regarding my visit to the hair salon today:
- I have songs by Ke$ha and other equally as mind-numbing “performers” stuck in my head now, thanks to their choices of mixed CDs.
- It costs a lot to maintain hair colour… my bathroom shelf never looked so full.
- It took six hours out of my life… and most horrifying, I didn’t get to have lunch!
However the most important part in all of this is that I have bangin new hair. Mum reckons I look (even more) like an Asian hooker now, but I really like being half-blonde. Apologies for the second post in a row of my mug however I thought I’d share a ph0t of the dip-dye. It’s a bit shorter than I would have liked (I was pretty fond of my safety blanket), but after a month of re-growth I think it will be perfect.