so things have been revolvin and spinnin and metamorphisizin on the work and the friendship fronts lately, but i’m not in a so this happened and then this happened and then this happened storytelling mood. i just want to talk about myself. because really, isn’t that the point of the overly self-indulgent personal blog anyway???
so remember how i grew out my hair so it would be its natural color for the first time since i was 13? and i was so proud of myself and kept saying “NEVER SAY DYE!!” all the time and thinking i was really funny and above it all, above all those petty vanities and social constructs of artificial beauty etc.? that i would NEVER EVER BEND TO SOCIAL BEAUTY NORMS AGAIN (with hair color).
well, i dyed it last weekend! i’m blonde and it’s a great color. an embarrassingly expensive korean salon color. boys on the street now tell me i’m beautiful. which is nice but also sad that no one noticed me when i was REAL. c’est la vie – i feel more comfortable with the blonde i’ve donned for most of my life, including my childhood. is that so wrong??? yes. ah, i am so ashamed. to cling to my old diy low-maintenance values in the face of my own hypocrisy, i gave myself a really weird haircut. i actually quite like it, and i could post a picture, but i will just say it’s pretty reminiscent of this:
oh, yeahhhhh. you can’t wait to see my hair craftsmanship!!
plus, i’ve gone running 15 times in the past month, go me! i feel pretty in control and on top of things in the small world of just me right now and i like it.
