I got my hair cut and colored on Saturday.
Six weeks before, my stylist told me what she wanted to do and I was excited about it. As I got closer and closer to my appointment I thought Do I really want to do this? Then Saturday came and Danielle said, “If anyone call pull this off, it’s you.”
Two hours later, the deed was done. I now have reddish-purple hair with golden highlights in the front.
A few of the comments I’ve heard so far:
A friend’s mother: “Was this an accident?”
My boss: “I’ve heard that in this situation, one should remain silent.”
A co-worker, male: “You must be a huge University of Minnesota fan.”
I’ve also heard:
My neighbor girlfriends: “Oh my God, it’s so CUTE!”
A co-worker, female: “I love it!”
Another co-worker, female: “You have the perfect personality to go along with that hair.”
Sorry to be such a tease, but I don’t have pictures. And I wouldn’t have anywhere to post them, anyway. Tell you what, if some sweet Doper can give me directions on where to post 'em, I’ll get 'em done.
A handle change and drastic hair change within the same week. Maybe I’m having an early-thirties crisis.