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When you are young...

I remember it like it was yesterday...my best friend Amanda dying my hair bright red on my sixteenth birthday, our plans to go to third street promanade the next day to buy our favorite punk albums, and me trying to get out of the house in a black lacey slip and knee high docs without my mom noticing (she always noticed).  

I ended up addicted to dying my hair and still, fifteen year later, I dye my hair red (or brown or black depending on my mood).  I guess I just always felt like the dark hair suited me. I never really liked being a blonde "California Girl, which probably explains why I ended up in New York....go figure!  I saw this pic and it reminded me of my youth  Those cat eye glasses, that sky blue prom dress and the thought that maybe......just maybe....pink (or in my case red) is just a REALLY good idea.

Illustration by Danielle Malmgren

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I remember Amanda dying your hair on your birthday. Red was certainly not my choice! Seems like yesterday.
Great illustration, love the pink.

November 13, 2011 | Unregistered Commenterpeggy

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