Thoughts

Today I would like to write about a few annoying and really very stupid concepts which I have recently chosen to take part in. The first one is hair dye and its consequences. It's a very classic case: quick and enjoyable results (granted nothing goes wrong as it did to me just now) with a fresh color, beautiful and glossy, making a statement, regenerating your entire look, the image of how you present yourself, also know as the most obvious object of human focus these days. You feel like you, except its the new you, improved, better, happier. BUT here's the thing. If it does come out horribly wrong in your opinion, well, then, you've got that to deal with. For a while. That is, unless your roommate can fix what the girl across the hall did to your hair the previous day. The next big issue is roots. Ew. Roots. Those buggers make your original and (gasp) natural and most likely fine-to-begin-with hair color look darker and more offending than ever, and there is the question, of course, as to what to do with them. How can the original magical experience of that first root-free hair dyeing experience ever be replicated now that you have these disgusting pieces of natural hair color coming out of the top of your head? Hmm? The only answer is to start again, buy a new highlighting kit from that Wal-Mart I hate so much, the box with the happy and smiling girl on it, with her perfect, root-free patrician blonde hair that will never grow out to her REAL shade. She can just go right on smiling about her hair in her little box while I suffer the consequences of being a real person, one who tried to make a change that was actually fake (rather than real) and never even worth it to begin with. I have found it to be a very vicious cycle, one I don't know how to get out of, and probably never will. Unless I go away to some remote island for nine years where no one can see me so I can get a chance to grow out the dyed hair...