Ally, the positively delightful bleach-blond, tattooed pseudo stoner who designs my 'do, recommended a shock of cherry red highlights. Then she showed me a new tattoo, of two kewpie dolls, one brown, one white, on her wrist. "This is me and my boyfriend as babies. Sitting on a record player. He requested that he be browner than me, so!"
My first reaction -- am I too old for this? Was followed closely by -- if I'm not, I'd better do it while I still can.
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I like it. I'm looking for something similar but I don't have enough of an emotional relationship with the hairdressers here to let them do something as involved as colour.
crazy cool. back in SC, JonMichael introduced me to his dresser, a sweet bulldyke biker in Aptos who vehemently defended the death penalty on more than one occasion. anyway. i walked in wanting jet black, she coaxed me into black cherry. it was a wonderful three years.
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