I am Blue
Those of you who have seen me in person over the last week are probably not surprised by this picture, but I thought that I'd post it here both for posterity and for those of you who read this blog and are not on Facebook where I posted this initially.
My reasoning behind all of this was actually pretty simple: I'd not done it before and I wanted to know what it was like. I then coupled this reasoning with the understanding that blue hair is an impediment to be taken seriously in the political arena, so if I was ever going to do this, the closer to "when I was young and stupid" the better.
My grandparents laughed considerably.
For the most part, it's the strangest feeling. I walk down the street and I get odd looks from strangers (especially children) and for a moment, I forget why -- it's not like I can see my hair all the time. I also surprise myself when passing a mirror.
The strangest part of all of this though is that strangers actually seem more comfortable around me. Sitting on the bus with a seat free next to me, I've found that young, attractive women seem to sit next to me more often now. What's the deal ladies? You dig the blue-types?
Sadly, the colour is far from permanent. Over the past week it's slowly faded from a brilliant blue to a teal, and eventually I'm sure it will be a nasty green. I'm not sure what I'll do then. Probably dye it again with something more subtle like a deep red and then just shave it off before the Ashley's wedding in December... I dunno. Suggestions from the hair dye experienced are welcome :-)