Mother Time Comes For Us All

Holy fuck, it's happened.

Here I was, basking in my youth, frolicking about in the summer sun and living in my prime. Living in ignorance, and yes it was bliss.

Until yesterday.

Yesterday I was actually brushing my hair which has become a rarity during my summer holidays. (Don't judge me.)

The light shone directly on to my dark brown locks, but I did a double-take when one of those hairs glittered back at me in the mirror.

I HAVE A GREY HAIR. I'M TWENTY-FUCKING-SIX.

I'd like to tell you I'm above age insecurities, and that I recognise that one little baby hair that's come up grey doesn't make me old any more than the time I dyed my hair fire-engine red made me Ronald McDonald.

Even Ronald doesn't have greys yet.

Look, I didn't think I was invincible. I knew it would happen, and before it did I wasn't particularly dreading the day it did. I just wasn't expecting to spot a grey so bloody early!

Should I go on a mid-life crisis? Perhaps I'll trade my sensible Nissan Pulsar in for a sexy Lexus, with a topless buff man feeding me grapes from the passenger seat. He should definitely be younger than I am- so many middle age men live by 'You're only as old as the person you're feeling', so surely they are on to something. 

Just hanging around, waiting for me to pick him up in my fancy new ride.
So you're telling me he is older than 26? Be quiet you, with your facts. This is my midlife crisis fantasy, not yours.

But alas; I've grown quite fond of Billasaurus, and as a uni student can't afford anything other than my trusty 2 litre Pulsar. 

Have you got greys yet? You can tell me, I'm a trusted elder now. I'm wise.

Handbag Desperation

Oh gosh, I want this bag so badly.

PROS

- It's the perfect size

- It's made of pony hair and leather, and I don't own anything made from pony hair!
- Could always do with more leather.
- It's in a perfect shade for autumn
- Wouldn't I look jaunty and sassy flouncing around uni with this baby
- It's on sale! $50 off!
- It's the same colour as my hair. Matchy-matchy.
- I could pat my handbag because it has real hair on it. I can't pat any of my other handbags.

CONS

- I can't really afford it.
- I've already bought 3 handbags in the last month
- I have another Country Road bag on layby yet to be picked up
- Where on earth am I going to keep it? Running low on bag storage. Or I was, 6 handbags ago.
- Isn't it  bit creepy to pat your handbag?!
- Is this really a handbag I could wear for years?
- It's not really big enough for any of my uni stuff?
- How do they even get the hair from the pony, or should I not ask?

Thoughts/Opinions/Discuss.

Ranga/Pink Hair Club

I'm not always that keen on going to the hairdresser for multiple reasons-

1. I have curly hair. I'm always nervous im going to walk out with a mushroom shaped do- curls need to be cut a certain way.

2. I have brown hair. I can dye it at home and get the same results.

3. Sometimes you can get a hairdresser who wants to chat beyond normal paramaters and get all intimate about their lives and yours. Now im pretty open, but I dont need to hear about how your partner leaves his pubes everywhere (Yes, my last hairdresser told me this AT MY FIRST APPOINTMENT WITH HER. Lol)

A woman at work who I trust dearly always has beautiful hair. She is in her 60's, but her hair is funkier than any 20 something I know! Naturally I asked her for a reccomendation.

And so thats how I found myself on Saturday morning sitting in the salon chair, wondering what on Earth I was going to walk out looking like. (Please not the mushroom 'do, please not the mushroom do)

The hairdresser was amazing! I went from not knowing what I wanted done, to all of a sudden I hear myself spilling out that I am sick to death of having boring brown hair, and lets go something a bit out there.

She winks, and asks if I trust her. I say yes, trying to look confident but at the same time, wanting to shit a brick.


So, now I have pink hair.

I hate posting pics of myself. No- Im not one of those gorgeous women who are all, Oh I hate photos of myself! And the post a pic of them in a bikini. Lol.

I figure a hair post is useless without seeing the results- so heres my new 'do.



Oh hi, Ive just discovered my iPhone has an option to take self portraits. Wee!


Please excuse my skin- Ive been having some SERIOUS skin issues lately. Im contemplating Roaccutane.

And since I've posted one, you might as well see the rest. (In most photos my hair looks kinda burgandy, but I assure you the foils at my part are pure magenta!)

So there we have it, no more brown hair.