Do you know that I won the L’oreal 8 Excellence Women contest organised by Malaysian Women Weekly? It came with RM1,200 worth of cosmetics, skincare and hair dyes. I got 10 boxes of hair colourings, of which I had given away until everyone who sees me run away because I am forcing the hair colourings on them.
I got virgin hair (meaning never permed nor coloured) which cannot absorb colours. So, no point that I damage my nice black hair. Occassionally I do colour my hair with the few boxes I had left because my hair gets too oily and I need to wash them daily.
Today is one of those days when I have nothing better to do. So, out come the hair colours. Paprika, Mahogany, Brown and even Mauve to choose from.
So, I chosed Paprika. And now sitting here, regretting I put those smelly, messy stuffs on my head. Oh, I am going to faint from the fumes. I am going cuckcoo in my sarong. (the dye can stain clothes so what better way than wearing a sarong?) Why are women so vain? Why do people have to colour their hairs? Why oh why is the time moving so sllllow? I have to sit for 30 mins in this stench. Puke! Thank God, I am not married to a filthy rich tycoon whereby I need to spend my days at beauty salons all the time to look pretty in order to compete with the mistresses.
Tomorrow I am going to cut my hair ala G.I. Joe.