So Ian and I were at the store Wednesday, and passing through the haircare/random toiletries aisle, Ian asked his usual question, “Should I dye my hair?” He does this from time to time, but most of the time we just agree “nah” and move on. This week, however, we went ahead and grabbed a box of dye and decided we’d dye our hair Thursday. Ian worked on my hair first because it would take the longest then I rubbed Ian’s head down with goopy purplish dye. It was while waiting for it to set that I wrote the post yesterday hence the sitting around in shorts only. I didn’t want to have to pull a shirt over my head, and I like my button-down shirts far too much to risk getting dye on them. In the end, the results were not thrilling. The top was well covered, but most of the front, sides and ends were still brown. So Friday after work I grabbed another bottle and redid it last night. Much more red. We’re talking Tori Amos red which is cool ’cause now I have the hair color of a goddess. Woot! I took a picture, though it really doesn’t do the red much justice; it’s far too dark whereas my hair is far brighter. Oh well. It’ll be interesting to see who all notices it come Monday. 🙂