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Showing posts with label the shitty stylist strikes my hair. Show all posts
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Thursday, October 7, 2010

VERY IMPORTANT y'all, i need some advice.

so. i went to the salon. got a hair cut and a dye job.
love the hair cut! (first haircut in almost a year... it was truly necessary. no more dead ends, yay.)
not so much the dye job. i think it kinda blows. here, to jog your memory, some pictures of what my hair used to look like:




the plan was to go blonde, in order to do a social experiment.
i mean, i'm a stripper, sure, but i have a brain, and i am frequently bored at work. so i wanted to see if i would be treated differently, if i changed my hair color to blonde, and toned down the "i just pulled out an SAT word at this club, yeah, bitches" stuff i usually do. in other words, acted a bit more "dumb blonde."
for the record, i don't think blondes are dumb. i think boys who expect blondes to be dumb are the stupid ones.
i have also noticed that the plastic-looking blondes at my club seem to be the ones making the most money, so i was also wondering if my money would change. i am just curious, i want to know if it matters!

so. i asked the colorist if she could make me blonde, given my red/green hair, and she was like, "totally, easy."
ha.

well, this is the result:




note the "seriously PISSED" face.
yeah, it's definitely not what i was going for.

now. my question for you is, is this haircolor
A. bearable, i should keep it for a month to try and use this for my blonde experiment, or
B. absolutely awful, and i should dye it back to red, IMMEDIATELY?

voting, commence!!!

so.

i am now back at my house. look what matt did to it, in order for me to be able to breathe...





so now, evidently, i am bubble girl. every one of our windows looks like this.
it's not glamorous, but it will at least keep most of the dust out.
i've spent one night back home and it hasn't gotten me sick yet...
we shall see, neighbor, we shall see.
i am still considering billing him for the visit to urgentcare/my inability to go back to work. would that be too bitchy, or just JUST?