There are times in my life when I feel like doing something a little drastic. Do I jump out of an airplane? Do I jump off a bridge attached to the precipice by only a glorified rubber band? Do I go to Dewey Beach and party like it's 1999? Well, maybe once. Usually, I take out my boredom, or frustration, or just need for something different on my hair. Until now I've really only made it shorter or layered or taken the leap of getting (oh my gosh!) bangs! But last night, I decided it was time to break the color barrier. I now have reddish brown hair with subtle highlights. I know it's a completely superficial change, but there's something about changing my hair that makes me feel, I don't know, like I have a completely new start in a strange way. Like no one has seen me like this before, so I can create new impressions. Totally bizarre.
If nothing else, I infused way too much money into a swiftly recessing economy, doing my part in tough economic times. My way of making hay while the sun shines for me.
How many different ways can I rationalize my vanity?
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