27Jan/096
The Aftermath
It's been at least 4 years since I've dyed my hair; somehow I've always had good excuses for why I couldn't. "Graduation's coming up," I would think to myself, "I'd hate to look back and be upset about my grad photos†". Or, recently, "I really can't go walking around the wards with blue highlights, now can I? Whatever would my patients think?"
So, I promised myself that once all my interviews were over, I'd stop by walgreens, grab some hair dye, and shake things up a bit. I'm going to be in the anatomy lab for the next month anyway, so if I look like an idiot at least I won't do so rounding on patients.
As I type, the ammoniac fumes are wafting from my new, red-dyed hair. Kickass! You know, they always say redheads have more fun
January 27th, 2009 - 23:50
Oooh… nice! Is it a naturally-occurring shade of red, or is it more like Franka Potente in “Run Lola Run”?
January 28th, 2009 - 01:56
Not only is it a kickass shade of Franka Potente Red, my roommates and I also rented Run Lola Run for the occasion!
January 28th, 2009 - 06:54
Oh, my. That is so kickass, I can’t even put it into words. And I agree with Corey.
January 28th, 2009 - 06:33
Pics or GTFO!!!
February 2nd, 2009 - 22:00
It’s ok to have a comment.
February 15th, 2009 - 13:20
By the way, I didn’t forget about the picture… it’s just that after washing my hair 2-3 times it lost a lot of its luster. Now it just looks like I’m a 50-something woman trying to hide the grey.