So, as I mentioned previously, I tried, but failed to dye my hair red. I tried again last night, this time with a lot more success. It's definitely red now. It's a little more orange-y than I was hoping, but I still rather like it. So there it is. My first TYSIC goal done.
I'm not sure if I'll keep it for very long, but at least I've done it. I've dyed my reddish tones before, from a purple-y brown to a gingery blonde. I'm not sure why I love being a red head so much, or why I find that it suits me more than my natural colour (a sort of light ash brown) but it does. I think it's my the scottish blood and the few freckles on my nose so kindly donated to me by my Granny.
I figured that this would be a last kind of crazy thing I do with my hair before retreating back to the world of the natural, but I quite like my red hair. Sure it might be high-maintenance and look kinda shitty when I inevitably don't bother to take care of it, but there's something special about being a red-head. Something nice about being different and standing out from the crowd.
I was thinking this as I walked down the street, 5'11" plus 3" heels, shiny faux-leather jacket and flaming red hair... maybe all I want is attention.