Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Who has more fun?
Well, I did it... I decided to dye my hair. I figured it really wasn't really that big of a deal, although in some ways it seems like a big deal. You see, I am the only blond in a family of dark haired people. My blond has always set me apart and made me a little different, a little special maybe? So thinking about dying my hair brown was like giving up a defining difference in me. A security blanket. Part of my identity. But...I dyed my hair and I am still the same person.
I keep getting startled when I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, or when my hair blows in front of my eyes. It is strange to see brown instead of blond.