another day...

...Another chemical assault on my hair. This time, however, there is no lifting element to said assault. To simplify, this means that the clor I put on will only deposit color, as opposed to changing the structure of the hair. It will hopefully look like the picture...

"But what does it all mean?", you may ask. It means that my previous color had reached the shade, alternately, of overripe strawberries, raspberries, papaya (on account of thepurple cast) or pomegranate skin - not the little jewel seed, mind, but the grayish faded skin.

And so this morning I woke up early, and this color pulse stuff is now combed in and hopefully working magic. I had to.

This is my own obsession with symmetry - or at least a misguided aspiration of making it look like I really meant my hair to be that color. I'll be completely surprised if it doesn't fall out.