Things are quieter now...
We had been asked to dress up for Halloween at work. And I had gone last~minute shopping last night to find that most stores had already switched to selling their Xmas stock; if a store did have Halloween stuff, the pickins were too slim, the prices too high, and the lines too long.
I remembered then that an office mate had mentioned last week that she'd dreamt I'd dyed my hair red with blond streaks. So I bopped by the pharmaprix, picked up a dark red rinse, went home and got the blonde hair extensions I'd left under the bathroom sink. And I went to work as my officemate's dream of me.
However ~~ to more fully explain the earlier cougar reference: Dame Edna, when s/he played the Just For Laughs festival in Montreal, quipped that it was simply marvellous to see how, instead of going greyer, women in Quebec went redder as they got older... And that, minus the exensions, is now the kind of hair I've now got. I can think of no other way to descibe it. This colour just does not occur in nature.
I am under some severe office peer pressure to keep it this colour, and I yet may buckle...
Posted by edgar at October 31, 2003 03:39 PM