Currently, my bathroom floor!
My sink, as Heather so graciously pointed out, "looks like someone has been killed in it." The occasion? Elizabeth bought a box of red hair dye today ("beech red", to be exact), and after we had finished giving her some luxurious red highlights, I decided what the heck, let's do me too. And then Heather got a few red strands as well. Now we are all hanging out in the living room in various stages of undress ("Look! Those crazy Americans are becoming nudists like us!" the neighbors are probably thinking, according to Elizabeth), and soon The Showering will begin. Elizabeth goes first, in two minutes. In about ten minutes I will be finished cooking, and then comes Heather, following which will be the Grand Unveiling of the Sexy New Redheadedness Which is Us. Look for pictures to follow. (If I can get it to work.)
Redheads have more fun! Annie, here we come... "The sun'll come out tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there'll be sun."
Saturday, June 18, 2005
What's black and white and red all over?
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Yay! More for the streaky hair club! Photos, please!
Still not so many pics...
So, three things about the pictures:
1.) They would not be so spectacular anyway since the red color is very wanny and barely noticeable on all three of us, not at all like the ultimate coolness that is Abba's hair...
2.) My computer set-up is dumb. I have a smart laptop with no internet access, and a dumb desktop (which came with the furnished apartment) that I haven't thrown out the window yet only becuase it is my only link to the connectivity I so desperately need. I can upload photos to my smart laptop and even burn a CD of them... but the stupid dumb desktop can't *read* the CD. Illiterate troll. (Yes, I have tried to get the desktop's internet hookup to work on the laptop, but I can't, which leads me to Excuse Number 3:)
3.) I am so technically inept it makes me want to weep. (I can't even manage to link Charlie's blog properly!)
4.) And now the fourth part of the trilogy: A big but! Heather is trying to upload said photo CD at work even as we speak, so y'all might at least get some pictures of us doing the Charlie's Angels thing, or enjoying the Guy With No Pants at the medieval market, or saying goodbye to our friend Mariousz who just left us... Although we will still be blondes and brunettes in these photos, and not yet stunning redheads. Ah well.
Or you can come see the not-so-red hair in person in Chicago!! (Now for a limitd time only!)
Do you know why blonds really have all the fun? Because their hair is so easy to dye, they can be any hair color they want and enjoy the best of all worlds.
When I was nine, my friends and I decided to be punk rockers for Halloween. Of course all my fair-haired friends looked really cool with blue and pink-sprayed hair, while I got asked over and over again: So what are you?
The next year, I discovered white spray dye actually shows up on black hair, so I decided to be a white horse. But everyone thought I was an old lady (despite the ears and tail). Groan.
Rachel, I have always wondered why it is exactly that blondes have more fun. Thank you for clearing that up. :-) Also, I am going to try to take your expandable post advice (the *new* instructions)... let's see if it works! Do you have any photos of you as a white horse-slash-old lady with mane and long ears? :-)
OK, ppb, I will post the dang pictures already. :-) As soon as I figure it out.
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