Item no. 1 on my list of “Things I wont ever do on my own again once I become independently wealthy”?
DYING MY OWN HAIR:

Urg.

I recently announced to the world that I was thinking about dying my hair blond. This proclamation elicited a rather lack luster response, (with the outlier reactions ranging from completely agog, to shock and terror.)
Seeing as though I am giant chicken, this morning I completely reneged on this idea, and I re-dyed my hair 1.5 shades away from black.
(Does anyone really know what blackest brown even means?)
So thanks to L’Oreal, I’m back to my raven headed self.
And if I go outside, children will be afraid to touch me.
Ah well, I’m wearing a sundress, and eventually all this will be washed away.
(Especially the hair dye. In fact, I’m counting on it.)
Have a great, great weekend you beauty cats!