Well. That was a crazy time, wasn’t it? Welcome to 2013.
Our family holidays began a bit late and continued into last week, so that’s where I’ve been. And it was a little odd at times. For one thing, I fulfilled a lifelong promise to myself from back when I was still in high school: To dye my hair sometime when I got older. I’ve never been very good at liking myself the way I am, so actually liking the hair God gave me was always a refreshing break from the usual.
It’s just that I knew the day would come, someday, when I might not feel that way anymore. And also, I always wanted to be a redhead. I believe one should accessorize to one’s temperament and personality.
The spanner in the works is that I’ve become very sensitive to chemicals. I was before, but now? I warn you, weird things happen. So, although my hair is no longer as thick or soft or non-grey as it was twenty years ago, I have put off changing it. That is because I have a personal policy against turning myself into a green mutant with purple warts.
Enter the henna. Continue reading