1:36 p.m.,
May. 12, 2003
I am *not* allowing any of this to be photographed, but in the past 24 hours my hair has undergone some serious changes, none of which are good at all.
I decided to try the new L'Oreal Dye/Highlights system and after applying that shit for an hour and a half, morphed into a pudgy Midwestern version of Rogue.
Then, after an emergency trip to Jewel wherein I purchased Feria Ruby Rush, I morphed from Rogue to Lola.
When I go to the gym tomorrow, they better not be playing electronic music because then, it would just be too much to actually get on the treadmill and run while looking like this.
I cried four times. I really shouldn't get this upset about my hair, but I'm beginning to believe that it controls my emotions.
I can't wait to see my stylist.
(This entry is for you, Tasha.)