Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Dying For It

Good day lovelies, 
I'm going to talk picture-journal you through an afternoon I had recently:

Start this tale by imagining the sort of girls who would hang out with young Drew
 eat treats and talk about boys
while the peroxide destroys our brain cells in the most non-zombie fab way...

Yes that's right babes! This is a tale about NewHairColour. 

 Initially I was looking for an aqua-green but ended up going for Crazy Colour lavender

Channeling babe vibes while the dye sets in: 

And then!
 
 PurplePinkBlonde frivolity! 

One must finish any afternoon such as this by being Antisocial at a party - 
and here we have it babes! 
New Hair for New Times 

What do you think little SeaShells? 
I love it, but in a strange way I can't wait for it to wash out so I can pick a new colour to be. (And by that time I will be indulging in London city with oh so many more choices than dear ol' Melbourne, Australia)

Side note - I'm pleased to inform you that my lastest purchase (from Urban Outfitters) is all that Jackie-O fabulousness and tortoise-shell more that matches the hair Perrr-Fect-Ly

Eat Well And Stay Safe Cherubs

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Not Entirely Quaint. 'instead of carpet I'll have money wall to wall'

Flower wreath construction
A friend reluctantly gave me all the flowers from his childhood toy chest the other day - it is hard to convince hoarders to part ways with their goods but I could hardly let such gems continue to lay dormant in a stinky box.
Another hair trinket; another day. 
***** TOTZ ALTERNATIVE! HIPPY FESTIVAL GIRL! GUARANTEED INDIVIDUALITY! *****
-my imaginary ebay listing chic
why go to ebay? All you need is malleable wire (double the width of your noggin), an assortment of flowers, some ribbon (to cover the sparse look of wire) and some pliers to manipulate the whole situation - But what am I saying? you babes are clever, I don't need to explain common sense to y'all

Aren't my flowers pretty? "so pretty!" I hear you exclaim "all faded and pastel, what more could a girl want?" 
"I want an old fashioned house, with an old fashioned fence 
And an old fashioned millionaire."
- ah Eartha Kitt, you understand me so and she does the Best crazy eyes