I had forgotten that I was to begin acting as Board Secretary for the church, and so spent tonight sitting in front of twelve or so older-than-me people who spent two hours staring at my head.
They didn't say 'Whippersnapper', but it was in the air.
I probably won't go this bright again - strictly because I keep catching sight of myself and thinking 'Wow, that's some bold hair! Oh, wait....that's me, isn't it?' - but it's a hoot watching people's eyes slide up and down and try to avoid being caught gawking.
Especially when they're probably wondering secretly what on earth possessed me.
But I still love it. 
6 comments:
I think it is AWESOME, but then I've already told you that. I'd do blue streaks in mine if I wasn't dirt poor.
I do too! It has a kalidescopic quality to it. Plus, it shines!
Ahh, poke em if they can't take a joke. Do the crazy hair as long as you love it. It's YOUR hair.
You are still YOU no matter what color your hair is. Got to be shocking once in a while, just to see if people are paying attention!
I LoooooooooooooooooVE your hair. I love that you're shocking the oldies too.
That is great! You should totally kep it. I can't really tell from the picture, but I bet it is great with those burgundy glasses of yours, too.
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