A gift for my hair
Well, yesterday I drove directly from uni to the beauty saloon, that’s becasue on my way I was thinking of a new hair cut and a nice color for a new look. There, I asked for a light color, Im told that it goes fabulous with white skin. I suppose they dyed it with a light color but what I see now is very dark. Lord, my hair was dark, no change then.
It looked amazing there, I thanked them and it was really good, but as soon as I arrived home and looked at the mirror I saw it just like before. The hair cut was too short for me though everyone was saying that it doesn’t look any shorter! Maybe I am blinded as my psychiatrist says. Who knows anyway.
I dont like it. I feel bad. My hair was prettier for me, people like it more now. My friends want to dye their hair with the same color and I was thinking “is there any color?“
P.S: Miss Kazerooni, if you’re reading this. DO NOT LAUGH.
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