Despite being crude and loud in a lot of people's opinion....
I sort of....
Never was one to mince words....
And where was I? Oh yes.
Yesternight was sort of surreal. I do believe that Yesternight is not really a proper word... but I shall use it. Had a sleepover with three of my very good friends from school. Its the kind I like... with booze and lots of girly talk. My Adt's gotten married and all, so we were sort of getting all the juicy (ahem) details from her about the life and love of....
Whatever. About three o'clock we were all sufficiently frustrated because the Smirnoff was gone and we were sort of wondering (slightly befuddled) what to do.
And then S had a Brilliant Plan.
At this point Statutory warning: DONT TRY THIS AT HOME. Please. Please. Please.
So there we were at three o'clock in the morning minding our own business over leftover chips, and out comes a pack of light golden brown hair colour from S's bag.
"Lets go blonde!!" She Squeals.
We were very Smirnoff. We agreed.
And therefore I woke up this morning with my hair resembling Johnny Depp in Edward Scissorhands
. After two hours of rigorous shampooing and lots of conditioning.... it looks like this.
Trust me, it looks worse. And I still cant believe I am blonde. Maybe a brownish shade of blonde, but blonde nonetheless. I even had blonde moments today. Shit.
On other news.... I have resolved this new year never to mix alcohol and permanent hair colour. Bad combination.
But hey, at least I did not end up looking like S. She got her hair coloured in patches. Now she is the proud owner of the dalmatian look. Which means she has splotches all over her hair.
Yes Lord Justice is Thine.
Ah well.... height of frustration : go blonde.