Ready to hear a funny hair dye story? Well here goes.
Back when I was 25 I was waitressing/bartending in Osaka Japan and was very much into Japanese pop culture- super cute hair, cute bright make-up, very cute clothes and everything pink.
A shop I passed by on my daily commute sold colorful hair extensions and I thought it would be fun to get a couple of blond and pink ones to give myself a cute hairstyle. I put them in and my boss, friends, and just about everyone else loved them! I decide to take it a step further and add more- but to do this I would need to dye a section of my hair blond to give it a more realistic base. Lots of naturally dark haired Japanese people dye their hair a shade of blond/ gold so I figured I’d be okay. I bought a box of bleach put it on a section of my hair and…
It turned neon orange!
I ran to the drug store and got a box of brown dye and dyed It looked … better.
After a week I couldn’t handle it and bought a box of black hair dye which subsequently turned my hair a reddish purple and about an inch of my hair fell off. Needless to say, it was not cute.
I hope you all got a good laugh. But having my hair fall off led me into getting a weave for the front part of my hair which led me into a five year and counting love affair with weave.
And I will never dye my hair again!