Some people I work with are becoming accustomed to me moaning about my hair. or being called my children's grandmother. Or my DH's Mum.
In one conversation I gave a monologue about my grey sprinkling, how aging it was and how mine was happening earlier than anyone elses. I paused and looked up sorrowfully at my colleagues and said 'perhaps I should dye it....do YOU ever dye your hair?' Their faces were incredulous, then laughing 'OF COURSE WE DO!'.
So, today I snuck into avery quiet supermarket and appropriated a pack of semi-permanant dye 'Dark Honey Blonde'. I was feeling younger and foxier just reading the packet (and naturally, looking at the 20 year old model I would of course resemble following applying the dye).
Here's the blurb:
Long-lasting, beautiful colour full of depth, dimension and shine.
Works with your tones and highlights for the most natural colour for you.
Covers grey completely, even on the most resistant grey hair.
Healthy Shine Conditioner for vital moisture and shine.
Most resistant grey?????? MOST RESISTANT GREY?????? I think bloody not. Mine have obviously been through SAS dye-resistance training because they are blithely and merrily not only unaffected, but completely unconcerned by the assault mounted on them today. DH's verdict was 'it looks darker'. But this was seeing it in our 1930's tiffany lamp lighting. And he's male. So hardly a glowing review.
As a consequence of this I have been forced into eating mode and have consumed today:
A submarine made out of french stick, salad and beef. Trident Missle carrier, I think.
A doughnut which nearly had me passing out in ecstacy.
A Jacket potato and bolegnaise sauce the size of a small, Eastern European country. I may have even seen a couple of Russian tanks loitering around the edges - that sodding stopped them - haven't had the place you'e tried to invade EATEN in front of your eyes before, have you??!!!
An obscene chocolate eclair. My mouth wanted it, my stomach is softly complaining 'enough, enough, we surrender'
And my hair is still full of pigging GREY.
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Wednesday, 3 September 2008
DYE=LIE
Posted by Nic at 21:11 8 comments
Labels: dye, gray, grey, overeating, small european countries, submarines, trident missles
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