Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Back in Black
Offspring recently decided that she was tired of her old look, and wanted to dye her hair. Now, some people might think that "almost 12" is a little too young to be heading for the dye bottle, but I figure that it's *her* hair, and hair will grow out, eventually. Plus, I would much rather her ask for assistance and come out with a good result, rather than her doing it in secret and coming out with straw for hair.
But, typical of my daughter, she did not want to go half-assed into this project, no, no. She wanted the FULL experience. She wanted to dye her hair black. The blackest black that the store offered. Blacker than deepest space. Blacker than George Bush's evil heart.
So, she went from honey blond to inky black. What a difference, huh?