Seeing red

I did something on impulse just one day after bringing the new year in.

I cut my hair real short and i highlighted it - in red.

I loved the style it was cut in, and was feeling really light and funky, and i think the hair stylist noticed. Cause right then he started his sales gig on how the style would look so much better if it had some color in it. And i fell for it. The minute the towel came off though i did a Culkin from Home Alone. Man, i hope its not a sign of all my decisions for the coming year.

But i got accustomed to having a bright flash of red everytime i walked past the mirror. And slowly, as the day came to an end, i wasnt so terrified anymore. I think it was actually starting to grow on me. I felt much younger, and full of energy, not only did i look like a character from X-men, i felt like i could really save the world!!!
I sorted through the wardrobe and picked out the really snazzy stuff for work to go with the hairdo. It was really starting to feel like me. I was convinced that i could keep the style, and hey even not feel embarassed with the extreme redness of the highlights (which were supposed to be dark red by the way, never believe the colors on the samples!). It may take tubs of gel in the future to keep the gazzillion layers it is now in place, but whats a morning without a challenge eh.

But then...

Yesterday i washed my hair, and the shampoo bubbles came flowing down my face and hands in red!!! The more i washed, the more streams of red water cascaded down my face. Goddamnit.
Part of me was a teeny tiny thankful that it wouldnt look like a 'what the hell where you thinking?" hairstyle anymore, but the other part of me felt a little.. robbed.

Not only did I pay quite a sum to get the damn highlights, i also spent a good amount of the day psyching myself up to live with the damned color! I was ready to be cool, and funky, and hip and all that jazz. I felt conned of the oppertunity to be a wannabe and walk around in my shades and thick eyelined eyes (for when the shades are removed of cos), and weirdly matched but somehow managed to come together outfits. I felt ripped of the possibility of finally living the life of the crazed FCM student i used to look from afar and marvel at for having the guts to walk around looking/dressed/speaking like an ass that when i was in uni. I felt cheated of people in the office seeing a not so boring new Annu.

To top it off, after the wash the hair has become really dry, and its so brittle it breaks off even if i run my fingers through it. This is why i never wanted to dye my hair. I have seen this happen to other people and be thankful its not me too many times to have actually paid money for it! In case you're wondering i'm feeling a little regretful and very silly. Especially when it was all dry and hay like looking today at the office and i could just see it in the faces of my workmates, how they tried too hard to practice the expression 'if you dont have anything nice to say, dont say anything at all'

The upside is, the color is actually presentable now and it looks really good when its all gelled up, quite stylo mylo.