So. Tired. Of Typing.
You guys. I think I might have mentioned that I've been doing #NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) all this month? Did you notice I've also been writing a blog every day this month? That's called #NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month)
Suffice it to say, my fingers are tired and I have another 1,818 words to write in the next 24 hours to finish my novel on time. I'm so tired right now and my fingers hurt from typing, so I apologize if there are some typos here.
My dream hair. Except, you know, red.
I was reading today on The Beauty Department about tips and tricks to make your hair very bouffant in retro 60s styles, and they recommended these gross-yet-intriguing things called Rat Rolls. Basically, they are like stuffing for your hair (for those times when a Bump-it just won't do). And I was, obviously, tempted to get one because I luuurve my 60s retro styles, but wouldn't you know, they only come in colours Blond, Brunette, or Black.
How many times have I encountered this sort of hair prejudice? SO MANY TIMES! Hair extensions? Blond, brunette, black. Clip-in bangs? Blond, brunette, black. Cheap hair elastics in colours to blend in with your hair? Blond, brunette, black.
|Wow, what a wide variety of colours available. EXCEPT TOTALLY NOT!|
Also: hair extensions look kind of uber-creepy when not affixed to a head.
So, are redheads just supposed to have BORING FLAT HAIR? Are we cursed to forever have our hair implements TOTALLY NOTICEABLE poking through our up-dos?
In any case, it's saving me a lot of money because none of these match my hair.
OK, my hands hurt. Good night.