Ever since highschool... I dunno.. 10th grade? I've been adjusting my hair. It began innocently enough with just a few highlights... then a few more and more and more and by the time I moved (back) to California, I decided I might as well go full tilt boogie (as MV says) as a blonde. Go big or go home. Ever since then, I become slightly depressed and a little irritable when those pesky roots show themselves. I used to waste my time coloring my brows too, but bah - who needs that?! I even went through this fantastic phase where I colored the tips of my hair purple! It was fabulous, people! FABU!!!!!! Notsomuch according to plain Jane mommy, but she colors her hairs too so I don't care that she didn't love it like I did.
Ahhhhhhhh those were the days - I wish I still had a job where I could do crazy things with my hair..or may be I just wish I still had a little crazy left in me that WANTED to get crazy with my hair. Now I just want to be glamerous. A glamerous bounty hunter. Anywayyyyyy
It never ceases to stun me when someone points out that I'm a "bottle blonde"! My cousin who spend the night with her 3 lovely daughters (2 of which are sickeningly perfect little toeheads) decided to point out to me that I PAY for my hair color! DUH you biatch!!! I can't WAIT for the days that I get to go in and have the feeling of self assurance and glamour squirted onto my head, put under the dryer, and blown dry. So what if I feel like I might be going bald from too much bleach - just a pesky little side effect that my favorite hair girl (who better never quit her job) assures me is NOTHING!!!!! Why do people point that shit out!? My mom does it - mostly in front of other people - like they can't tell or something. I don't give a shit if people know I'm not a natural blonde. I used to be when I was young. I was tan and blond and a perfect little beach baby. So everyone who likes to point out that I'm not "naturally blond" anymore can SUCK IT!
May be sister can find a picture of me in my youth to prove that I was blonde for real at one point. What's meant to be is meant to be. I'm just helping out what should have been natural in the first place. *cue brother and sissy making some joke right now about how I ACT blonde so I might as well have blond hair to match.