Filed under: Beauty, Fashion | Tags: Beauty, Blonde, Colour, Fashion, Hair, Highlights, My Little Pony, Taz Hair Co., Yorkville
Do you have me on Instagram? Do you follow me on Twitter? Did you catch me at that perfect time in the night to pry my secretive hair plans out of my cold, shut lips? If you didn’t know then, you know now: I’ve my little pony-ed myself. Some celebs have done it, although only Lauren Conrad comes to mind, but I’ve seen other nameless hotties with rainbow hair posting pictures à la Lookbook. I originally saw the trend and figured, being a natural dark brunette, that a red or blue would be easier on my hair, but I was told otherwise so I figured fuck it – let’s go blonde. (As a blonde with crazy hair my language has become much more crude…that’s a lie.)
I have to thank the very patient Susan at Taz Hair Co. who even mixed together colours to match my likings (but the colours in her tattoos were phenomenal so I knew she’d be the one). And we just happened to find that McDonald’s edition My Little Pony in my basement, kismet.
P.S. These photos and the next batch were taken by Christianne - in case you want to hire her for weddings, or bat mitzvahs, or boudoir photos…
P.P.S. There are some really awesome shoes coming up, and my new friend, Ralph.
Filed under: Beauty, Misc. | Tags: Betty, Dye, Hair, Kelly, Lady Gaga, Models, Pink, Raspberry, Red, Rihanna, Toronto, Yorkville, Zefir Salon
I’m dying my hair red. And I’m not sure the look I’m going for is all that natural. In fact, I would prefer a red that is bright, or cherry-like, or if not those then the other extreme: pinks. Maybe a raspberry…if that’s a thing. I like the idea of dark brows with a hue that is clearly not the root of those brows. And since my brows of late have been much more Russian prosti-tot than normal person, my head of hair is basically crying to be dyed some cray colour. Did I mull over blue? Of course. My first instinct will always be blue since that time in grade six when I begged my mom for blue highlights and was denied – it’ll happen one day, mom! Moving on, red/pink/whatever is the colour this time and I’m a big kid now so suck it (mom). She’s actually in full support, she’s just a blue-bigot. …Why am I talking about my mother?
I like these pictures.
I’ll be asking the advice of the lady who made me blonde, don’t want to mess with my natural beauty or nothin’. And this is the aforementioned she:
She’ll know what to do, right? Whatever, it’s happening.