Chameleon

I mentioned previously, that I have a small attention span. Which is partly true. I have a lot of patience for things, but I get bored doing them very quickly. And since I look in a mirror at least once a day, (because putting eyeliner on blind usually leads to stabbage of the occular variety and a look that I affectionately call raccoon on crack), I tend to get bored with my appearance.

Now when I was younger, ie: in high school, it was rare to see my hair the same colour for longer than.....I'll say 3 months at any one time. I got away with colours there that were actually against the uniform code. Orange, dark brown, purple, plum (yes there's a difference), black, platinum, red, reddish orange, gold, pink, so on and so on. It was'nt always that my whole head was that colour, but usually enough to make people go..."Cee??.....Is that you?"

There was no particular reason for it. Hair can be cut, dyed, and if totally screwed up? Covered with a hat. It grows back, and there's enough potions and hair voodoo supplies out there to fix almost any mistake. Including leaving bleach in it for too long because the male doing your hair is kind of an idiot.

In a nut shell, I love hair dye. I love changing how I look, shaking people up. It's just fun. That is all.