I dyed my hair last night. I used one of those natural hair dyes, the kind deemed perfectly safe for a pregnant lady. I bought it at Whole Foods. Before I got pregnant I dyed my hair using the standard over-the-counter variety, the toxic kind. During my pregnancy, I’ve been going to the salon to have my color evened out, which is pricey to say the least especially since I’ve been paying for the nontoxic kind. Whole Foods at Union Square was out of Henna and since Toby and I are currently on a very tight budget, I decided to try something new, safe and cheap. This was one of the worst decisions I have made in a long, long time.
I bought a color I thought was a cross between my natural hair color (which is a perfect shade of strawberry blond and white trash brown) and the color the salon has been giving me (an even red). I ended up with a really, really dark, almost black color. I am a pale person. My face is stark white and smothered in freckles. I look goth. I would take a picture but I’m really cranky about it.
As you all might expect, she’s full of crap. It looks good. It’s a touch bolder than she wanted, but that’s no problem.
All I wanted was a pepsi.
Less cranky, more photos! ;)
grizzly bears mihow
come on…show us a picture. I’m sure it isn’t as bad as you say.
seriously, we demand a picture.
It looks freaking PURPLE! But I have washed it 5 times since I dyed it and each time more and more comes out in the tub. I am hoping that it fades a bit. The natural stuff can’t be that powerful, can it? It’s the color of an eggplant.
it’s the color of red-brown. you’re color blind.
Eggplant. You don’t know your veggies. You’re an anti-vegite.
Picture!!!! I want a picture before it all runs down the drain.
why not do bold things just before the baby is born?! go for it!! own that hair color!!! and there MUST be photographic evidence so when Ndugu is grown he can include a snapshot of his red-brown-eggplant-haired-pregnant-goth-mama in his scrapbook… right next to his naked butt baby photo. it’s just part of the story and this story must be illustrated or else you are asking for a photoshop exercise from a bunch of us (and yes, i am threatening a pregnant woman).
Buy some black lipstick and go with it!
I think Murray walked across Charlie’s keyboard.
In other news, I cannot wait to see my baby boy’s butt.
Ah Michele, nothing like some home grown drama to distract you from feeling like a parade float.
I had to look that one up, TJ. Google to the rescue. Now I’m starting to wonder if all those messages from Murray were actually messageboard acronyms.
Rachel, it’s a good thing I don’t leave the house much anymore. I move cars to abide by alternate side parking and that’s about it. It did take my mind off the feeling of overall parade floatedness, however. For a minute.
Also, I can’t wait to see your baby boy’s butt either, because I am SO OVER being pregnant. The past two weeks have been brutal. Just when I think that it can’t get any worse, it does. If I go over my due date, I might kill myself. This is payback for having a relatively easy pregnancy, isn’t it?
PLEASE GET THIS KID OUT OF ME!
… just one pep….
Damn, the angsty goth woman has gotten the tendencies stuck in my head. Could be much worse things I guess.
Definitely could be worse things.
You simply must post a picture.
TJ, buy me some black lipstick on your way home. Actually, just borrow some from Rick or Keith.
Well, at least it matches the box of SHARPIES you’re snorting……..