A couple of years ago, Speedy’s brother, Sonny, and his family were in the country for a vacation. Since we were already living in the suburb by that time, we didn’t get to see them until a few days after their arrival. And when we did see them, well, to say that I was surprised would be an understatement. Sonny and his older son had multi-colored hair; the younger son was sporting a tomahawk hairstyle. Artists. And, in that context, the shocking look was both cool and daring.
Fast forward to years afterward. Sometime early this year, Sam announced that she wanted to dye her hair. I never objected. Neither did I discourage her. Artists are always experimenting and don’t they just love to look different from the rest. I only draw the line when it comes to tattoos. No effing tattoos. Dye is okay. It’s temporary and there’s no pain involved. Most importantly, there’s no risk of contracting AIDS from contaminated needles. So, we went to different stores that sell hair dye, Sam couldn’t find the neon colors that she wanted, she started searching online and found a seller that had every imaginable neon and candy color. At the same time, she watched countless Youtube videos to learn how to bleach then dye her hair to get the effect that she wanted. We bought bleach, gloves, combs… then we ordered the dye.
If you can read the labels, the first batch she ordered consisted of a jar of “purple haze dye” and a jar of “shocking blue” dye.
The dye is organic which should be kind to her hair. I did worry though about the use of bleach. What’s the bleach for, I asked her. Couldn’t she just dye her hair without bleaching? She explained that if she were a natural blonde, there would be no need to bleach. But since she is dark-haired, in order to make lighter colors like blue visible, the hair has to be bleached first. Okay, she seemed to know what she was doing. It’s her hair so I let her be. If anything, Speedy and I were accomplices because we did buy the bleach and other stuff for her (Sam paid partly for the dye).
And Sam went about the process of bleaching and dyeing her hair. For a couple of weeks, Sam had blue and purple hair. Not on her entire head. She only dyed sections of her hair. Her school friends described her new look as a “mermaid”, among other things.
When I posted on Facebook that Sam had dyed her hair blue, Sonny quickly issued a disclaimer that he had nothing to do with it. I wonder.
Sam was so into hair dyeing that she was egging me to let her dye my hair a “hot pink.” I said no, thank you. She turned to Speedy, insisted that she dye his hair some other color but he wouldn’t let her touch his hair either.
About three weeks ago, Sam announced that she was going to dye her hair again. Red and green this time. Christmas colors. We ordered two more jars of dye.
Last weekend, she changed her look again.
I don’t think we’ll need to decorate our white Christmas tree this year. What for when we have a walking Christmas tree in the house. And a very lovely one at that.