I've always wanted to dye my hair a bright color.
When I was a kid, I always wanted to dye my hair crazy colors.
I was a loudmouth rock star when I was still in college. Purple hair this week, green hair next week, blond hair the week after. I was doing that fashion before it was really cool.
I always had influences musically with punk, and then growing up, I dyed my hair every color. I did the dip-dye blue, before anybody was dip-dyeing their hair. And streaks of pinks and purples and whatnot.
My English teacher has no face. She has uncombed stringy hair that droops on her shoulders. The hair is black from her part to her ears and then neon orange to the frizzy ends. I can't decide if she had pissed off her hairdresser or is morphing into a monarch butterfly. I call her Hairwoman.
I've had watermelon hair where I had pink with green tips. From the age of 13 to about 19 or 20, I never had my real hair color.
I clearly love colors in my hair and try to keep my hair evolving through the years.
I liked to dye my hair as a teenager. I dyed it a lot of different colours: blue, red, pink.
I was every mother's nightmare - I was a hair model from 14, and I started coming home with red, blue, green hair.
