I have trouble having my photo taken. Or taking it, asI did here. I’m self-conscious about my teeth, and I’m self-conscious about showing my gums, and I’m self-conscious about my small mouth. But I’m also self-conscious about looking like I hate the world if I don’t smile, because I don’t hate the world. So I usually end up with this funny frozen expression. Of course, having all that aluminum foil on my head didn’t help. Why did I take the photo, then, you might ask. Well, because I like chronicling things in photos. I’m weird that way. And, okay, I’m weird in a lot of other ways, but I have fun being weird so it’s all good.
So yeah. When I got the blonde highlights, I left the salon with something I didn’t want. Clearly I hadn’t communicated very well, because I’m sure the stylist who did my hair last time was a good stylist. It’s kind of like eating out when I first became a vegan. You have to spell things out very clearly and precisely. Last night I went with Lolo when she went to get her hair done, and decided I had to get rid of my too conventional blonde highlights that didn’t look good on me and so weren’t what I wanted. But her stylist, the amazing Whitney, wasn’t available any time that I was available. So she set up an appointment for me with the stylist who does her hair.
You can’t really tell from this photo, but her hair’s pink. And she’s very rockabilly and vegetarian and arty and just cool. I adore her. I mean–you have to adore a stylist who’s excited because Whitney told her my highlights were too conventional. And she’d already come up with some style and colour ideas, and now I have–well, wait, a picture’s worth a thousand word, right? Here you go.
There’s still some blonde in there. Plenty of it, in fact, but she put a toner on it so the yucky brassiness went away. And there’s a lot more dark. And there’s purple. Mmmmmmm. Purple. So if you’re in DFW and you need a stylist, send me an e-mail and I’ll tell you where to find Angelina.
Doesn’t she remind you of Sarah Kramer?
Same rockabilly style, awesome tattoos, same big bright gorgeous style. Sarah Kramer is one of my favourite vegan cookbook authors (La Dolce Vegan, How It All Vegan, Garden of Vegan, Vegan a Go-Go).
Tune in this time tomorrow–the one-of-a-kind, often imitated but never duplicated Amethyst and I are having dinner at Cosmic Cafe. Yes, there will be photos.