And when you already have thin hair, that is not cool. In fact, it is the single most frightening thing a gal can face--provided she's not facing life threatening illness. I'm talking about minor crises.
This last weekend we had our annual family Fall Dress Up party where we head out to my Uncle's patch of woodland known as The Archery Club for some weiner roasting and hide and seek candy games in the woods. It's the best.
Only two of the gremlins dressed up, since two of them consider themselves above the frivolity of novelty costumes. But I was feeling festive this year for some reason and grabbed me a wig after work one night.
And can I just tell you? I think I found my color.
I never knew I could be so fun and spunky. If my hair EVER starts to fall out again, I know what I'll be wearing. How do you think they'll like the Friendly Cashier with pink hair? I think everyone will leave the store with a weird craving for bubble gum or cotton candy. And what's wrong with that, I say?
And my grandpa, who's in his 80's, seemed to emit just a tiny spark after I took this picture with him. See those shades? The pink was blinding, I tell ya! Blindingly Fun!
With the pink hair, I even hit the target a few times. It's magic.
Everyone was hitting the target with remarkable skill--all because of the Pink emanating from my head.
But all good things must come to an end, and I took the pink off because I was supposed to hide in the woods and that's hard to do with bright pink giving away your hiding spot.
So I found a nice spot in some weird maze-like branches and dipped into the candy bag that I was to hand out to the sugar addicts when they came along. I had an Almond Joy and contemplated the beauty of the woods and I contemplated just how I could pull that pink wig off in normal everyday life. After all that chick from Lazy Town does it everyday. (and if you click either of those links, beware of the gag factor. Even I wasn't that happy when I wore the pink)
Speaking of happy, here's a sugar addict who found me and my candy.
Madness. Sheer madness.
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11 comments:
This post was hilarious. The pink hair emitting a small smile from gramps? hahahah.
and he needed the shades because of the blinding hair?
hahahahah
your're funny girl.
I think you are right! It IS your color! I got to wear a neon green wig for a week one year for VBS, and it was FUN. ;)
Ok, so if it wasn't drool, what was it?
Ok, even if you can't figure out a way to wear that pink wig everyday, at the very least you should grow your hair out and keep the cool bangs and the braids. I loved that look on you! SO youthfull!
Carrie, you intersperse photos so nicely through your posts - HOW do you do it? I've been using blogger for months and have never been able to achieve these results. It makes the story read so nicely - can you help me?
BTW - the wig was great.
Trina, I would love to help you but I can't find an email address on your profile or a blog name listed. My email should be on the sidebar, so contact me and I'll tell you what I know!
The pink is so you! Keep it!
I've had pink highlights before. It's really quite transforming....
I love this pink. I think you should go with it full time.
There is a certain someone at our church- the youngest of 3 girls and plays the flute, who currently has white hair with blue and green bangs, sort of like a peacock. It is... noticeable... cute, but very noticeable.
LOVE the pink hair! You ROCK!
I've been going back and forth between going blonde and going red! And, well, darn it, if you didn't just throw another possibility into the mix.
I was actually pink once. It was a total mistake and, sadly, not nearly as striking as yours!
I am digging the pink braids, Carrie! Definitely your color! You could just wear them randomly; not every day, just on days where you're feeling pink or need to feel pink. Have fun with it. Mess with people.
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