Wednesday, February 07, 2007
i am now a magical fiery bitch.
i dyed my hair last friday. after 6 or 7 years of being a "blonde," i am now a reddish brunette. i like it. i really do. i thought i would look into the mirror and start crying because i wouldn't recognize the woman staring back at me, but i actually like my darker, fiery reflection. i can see the green in my hazel eyes now, and my cheeks have grown roses. my friend c says i look "Jane Austenien."
i'll take that as a compliment, thanks.
i needed a change. i've been experiencing some internal shifts as of late, so it seemed right to commemorate those shifts with a slight change in my external appearance as well. it's healthier for my hair, my pocketbook and my psyche. i began to identify way too much with my tousled blonde locks, and i don't like that. hair, like all body parts, is impermanent. so, i guess dying my hair was a little exercise in detachment:
could i still be "me" without the blonde hair?
well, of course i can the answer is, but nothing prepared me for some of the comments i got from co-workers, particularly this one:
"but you were my magical fairy princess!"
"and i can't be your magical fairy princess now that i'm a brunette?"
wow. i've been de-throned. i guess i am now the auburn-haired wicked stepsister who reeks of Gorgonzola cheese and wears granny panties. ah well...it's a good thing i own my own wings.