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Not Seeing Red...
I was supposed to be turning into a red head today, but I can't see any signs of it, despite the hairdresser assuring me my brunette locks are "much warmer in tone and texture" as he took my money off me. The trouble was, we're both still haunted by the ability of my hair to soak up colour like a sponge, and a request to go dark blonde at twenty left me looking like a flaxen Viking. Which is very nice if you don't happen to have a pale, ghost-like complexion to start with. I have a year's worth of photos (because I'm stubborn and my dear friends said it was great) of me looking like Dulux paint - white with a hint of eyecolour.
It's proving to be a diverse week. I've just finished the short, snappy introduction scene to my Jumble Fic, which goes on and on, and am about to start the main part of the story. I really have got to stop writing plots or at least write very simple, concise ones. Except that I thought this one was.
And looming large on Friday is quiz night, because neither the husband or I have come up with a convincing reason to get out of it apart from the fact that we don't want to go. I was hoping I could say I couldn't come out in public with my hair, but as I met one of our team mates coming out of the hairdressers - needless to say she did not cry: "You've gone red!" - I don't think I'll get very far with that one. I once read Greta Garbo just used to say "No", with a faint smile but no other words of explanation, and people were so flummoxed they never questioned her. But then she ended up all alone... only quiz free!
It's proving to be a diverse week. I've just finished the short, snappy introduction scene to my Jumble Fic, which goes on and on, and am about to start the main part of the story. I really have got to stop writing plots or at least write very simple, concise ones. Except that I thought this one was.
And looming large on Friday is quiz night, because neither the husband or I have come up with a convincing reason to get out of it apart from the fact that we don't want to go. I was hoping I could say I couldn't come out in public with my hair, but as I met one of our team mates coming out of the hairdressers - needless to say she did not cry: "You've gone red!" - I don't think I'll get very far with that one. I once read Greta Garbo just used to say "No", with a faint smile but no other words of explanation, and people were so flummoxed they never questioned her. But then she ended up all alone... only quiz free!
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I'd forgotten how draining red is, actually (I'd been proper black for a while), so you may well be better off with a barely-there than the makes-me-look-recently-deceased-unless-I'm-wearing-a-ton-of-make-up auburn I've ended up with.....
I'm rubbish at getting out of things I don't want to do. You could always try the line from Annie Hall about your racoon being sick?
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Are we doing some Midlands Twilight Zone thing here?! I can't tell you how much make up I had to buy for the blonde phase, all these wonderful bright pinks, and they all got thrown in the bin when I gave up the unequal struggle.
I wonder if they'll believe my werewolf is trying to get Tonks and a chair into an apothecary, and it's rather crucial I help him with the problem... ;)
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