Red just wasn’t doing it for me. It was too cool and sexay for my image, and it wasn’t my original goal anyway. I wanted orange to begin with! Orange feels like the spunky younger cousin to glamorous red.
So after a quick trip to Sally’s I bleached my hair blonde and then dyed it orange. This is the result from using one tube of Ion Color Brilliance Neon Brights Blood Orange all over my head:
The color is basically what you’d expect from the name Blood Orange. It’s a warm, reddish orange, although in some lighting it looks straight-up orange.
Here was my outfit from today! I decided to go for a youthful, comfy look:
I look like Chucky, haha~
Shirt: Forever 21
You ever get that feeling that certain genres of outfits bring out certain sides of your personality? For example, if I wear pretty things like dresses and heels, I want to act graceful. I walk slowly and generally act reserved. If I wear baggy, youthful clothing like this, I feel energetic and clumsy! I want to run around and play, sing aloud while I hop along, and then finish off with some scrumptious snacks taken from my goody pack. :3
Oh, and quick story! I don’t usually talk about my life here (since it’s not that interesting), but I wanted to jot down this fun coincidence ^^
Last Friday, I met a couple of my bf’s coworkers. They had wanted to go to this local brewery for its Friday night/live music/family event type of thingy and told him to bring me, so he did. It was…alright. These people were like, legit adults, if that makes any sense.
They weren’t mean or anything! We talked fine. But you know, there are some adults who are still relatively young-at-heart and easy to talk to, and then there are the ones who make you feel like you have to play up your seriousness to talk to them. Anyone else ever feel like that?
Anyways, moving on past all the cringeworthy details, we did discover a couple of interesting things! Turns out, my bf went to the very same high school as his coworker’s wife, and at the same time, too! She was a senior while he was a sophomore.
And his Dutch coworker (who looks like Napoleon Dynamite) actually went to the same school as me! He did a study abroad program while I was there. I never knew him, of course, but it’s cool to think that if you were to rewind back in time, you’d probably be able to find us both wandering the same campus.
Such a small world! I thought it was cool. ^^ Thanks for reading!