Who knew that could have made a book? Well, Anne Kreamer did. I read her book Going Gray and I've done a review that you must read at Buy-her. Sorry to be so bossy. It's the wine and couponing high talking. Anyway, I wish I'd thought to write a book about the delight of walking around looking like I did for so many months, but then I might have used the publishing proceeds to color my hair. And besides, my book would have been much shorter and done pretty much with photos.
Title Page:
Oh, Fuck It or How I ended up looking like this
Introduction: Once upon a time, when I was a college student, my mother sent me money with a note that read "This is for food or necessities NOT cigarettes or hair color." She knew me well.
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| Buying the lie. The Many Colored Coifs |
Chapter 1: When I still bothered.
My love affair with L'Oreal, Garnier, and Clairol. I'm hairpolyamorous. And cheap.
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| L'Oreal's Dark Brown purchased by the gross. Had to do roots every 2 - 3 weeks. Often flecked with color along the hairline and on the ears. So sexy. June 2006 |
Chapter two: Goodbye, my lover(s). I'm taking the plunge.
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| The decision is made or did I just forget to buy dye? Good thing I didn't look in the mirror much back then. I was too busy blogging. July 2007 |
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| Goth Party or maybe full on mental patient. Gritting my teeth through the process. And drinking. A lot. October 2007 |
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| A study in greige. Almost there and not hating it. Hello, bra strap. February 2008. |
Chapter five: There.
The next book on my stack of non-fiction is Judith Moore's Fat Girl. Now that's a book I can relate to...
What color is your parachute? (And don't forget to go read my review of Kreamer's book! There's going to be a quiz.)
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| Cleverly hiding eye wrinkles with shades, but the hair's not bad. Could use less forehead and some lipstick though. September 2010 |
What color is your parachute? (And don't forget to go read my review of Kreamer's book! There's going to be a quiz.)
