Alright, another post for my nonexistent audience. You guys make it all worth while. 4laugh
So as a celebration(?) of my sister heading to Calgary to visit friends we decided to dye our hair red together.
I'll spare you the long insane details, but lets just say the night ended with one ruined pair of pants, one ruined shirt, a large patch of ruined tile, and two rather unhappy dye recipients.
My sister's hair was supposed to be a bright deep blood red, whereas I was looking to get a dark red tone to my hair. I bleached my hair first because I was worried that the dye wouldn't hold to my hair otherwise.
Well the bleach that claimed it could brighten black hair to blonde turned my hair to something resembling cheese.
Afterwards we had no problems with the red dye, but when we ran out of dye halfway through mine I decided to use up some bright purple Manic Panic I'd bought a bit ago.
Well some stained clothes and a few horrible watery dye in the ear experiences later, the dye was out, the results were in, and I was not the father, phew.
Also our hair was ********.
My sister's hair turned out the deep dark red I was looking for, and my hair was the bright blood red she was looking for.
What's worse the manic Panic turned my BLEACHED hair dark ******** black with a purplish tinge. That would have been awesome if that was what I was looking for, but I had wanted more of a "******** the man" sort of purple.
The top layer is the red so it covers the "purple" but that causes new problems, like the fact that I can't wear pigtails anymore without looking like Wendy.
Oh yeah, nothing screams sexy like fairly priced fast food.
Perhaps I can turn this around for the positive, there's got to be some sort of fast food based pick up line...
Hey baby, are you our sweet and sour chilli?
Cuz I've got gas.
...I'll keep working on it.
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