It started with this photo. I love it. I’ve always wanted purple hair….
Scott often likes to remind me (often meaning since I started jabbering about coloring my hair purple a few months ago) that I had purple hair, which is technically true, but then I grew up and I was sure I would never be able to color my hair purple again, because y’know…grown ups don’t do that….and….what would your employer say…which of course only made me wish I could have purple hair more than ever before. Even more than when I was fourteen.
Because the angst-ridden-teen-rebel in me just won’t die…y’know?
But I dunno…lately something about Pinterest or The Hunger Games made me feel like it would be totally okay to dye my hair Lilac, or Lavender, or whatever you call it.
And I mean, it’s only going to get more ridiculous the older I get, unless I’m willing to wait until I’m like Jessica Tandy’s age when she made Fried Green Tomatoes.
Which I’m not.
And Pinterest just kept yielding photo after photo of borderline adult women with gorgeous and enviable lavender hair. I couldn’t help myself. I decided to seize the day.
So while most folks were dying easter eggs in pastels, I dipped my head instead.
And then while I tried to take some self portraits for you, my favorite lady decided to join me. So then I couldn’t pick just one. But anyway, lavender hair! Hooray!
Hope you had a great Holiday!