Potty Interrupted
For Shits and Giggles

In My Skin

Happy New Year! I’m not much for resolutions. I’m of the highly enlightened opinion (har har) that goal setting should be all year round. Get off the pot and all that. Plus, I kind of think there’s something inherently defeatist in New Year resolutions. People get all gung ho and worked up and then start their workout routines (or whatever) way too hard and then get hurt/discouraged/depressed and give up. I’ve seen it and it ain’t pretty. I am a very strong believer in will and what you can accomplish if you set your mind to it. But I’m also pragmatic. Sometimes life gets in the way of goals. Sometimes it’s just more effective in the long run to start with small steps and work up. (Have I ever mentioned that my personality profile is one with a tendency towards breaking down processes and analyzing if they’re effective or not? Anywho.) New Year resolutions are supposed to be life-changing, but they never seem to leave room for life or small steps.    

But the rest of the year always has plenty of time for a learning curve.

Speaking of which, another month and not pregnant. So I ran out immediately and colored my hair. Last month I decided that I should probably color my hair something that would “fade nicely,” you know, a nice “normal” shade in case I got pregnant and had to stop coloring altogether. My color previous to that was fading into some interesting pinkish shades. Not that that bothered me, but I did figure I should go for a reset base to cover up the half-grown-out highlights I put in when I did some fire engine red streaks during the summer. And see, every once in a while I get a guilt-induced urge to look more like a “mom”.  (Or maybe it’s a panic-attack that I look like one of those women whose personal style is way younger than they can pull off. You guys will tell me if I start looking like that, right?!)

Anyway, urged on by the thought of potential pregnancy and chemicals-versus-fetuses and blah blah blah, last month I dyed my hair a nice normal auburn. And BOY was I bored! Not even bored, I was downright ill at ease. It was fading better (i.e. what most people would consider a natural shade) but to me it looked very brassy and uninteresting and not unflattering but certainly not flattering and I started to feel downright mousy

So back to something more fun. (This is Manic Panic Vampire Red. This pic doesn’t quite capture the fuchsia highlights.) 


This feels like me. When I look in the mirror I feel like I’m seeing the person inside.  I think it’s the same way people feel about their tattoos. Not that I’m trying to stand out or look “cool”… I just feel like me. It’s funny to me that I am 36 and feel the most comfortable, the most in my skin, in punky hair. I wish it hadn’t taken me so long to get here. I was always alternative but I admit, I was chicken-shit about the hair for a long time. I actually didn’t start coloring my hair until I was in my mid- to late-twenties and it took a while to work up to the darkest of the reds. I have extended family members and associates who look at my hair askance, some have even made comments, “Your hair is so pretty naturally, why do you want it that color?” (Which always makes me laugh because they obviously have forgotten what my original color is and are just referring to a different color dye.) 

The older I get the more empowered and comfortable I feel in my skin by doing things that are “young”. And the older I get the more likely I am to do “young things”. How’s that for a res(v)olution? 

One of my 20-20 hindsight regrets now is that I didn’t start dyeing my hair in high school.

With my hair bright red and my lipstick on, I can do anything.

 - the weirdgirl


The Phoenix

"You go girl."

Somebody was bound to say it. It might as well be me.


OMG! I just love love love your hair!!! I've been wanting to go red for so long now, but have been totally chickenshit.

Happy New Year!!


HOT!! I love LOVE LOVE red hair but it doesn't love my pink skin tones. The best I could pull off was blond on the front and red in the back and underneath the layers. But girl, if I could go red...(and pink) I'd be right there with you. I too worry about looking silly but then I say, screw that and trust my 43 years of good judgment. My kids tell me I'm cool and I look way younger than I really am and that's not said as we're discussing why they need a Wii either!!
You look fantastic!! I will send you tons of baby dust, I know you'll get those double pink lines soon. Until then...be fabulous and outrageous!!

the weirdgirl

Phoenix, you always make me laugh! I'm imagining you snapping your fingers.

Lisa, thanks! And I say go for it! You might find out you love it so much you can't believe you waited so long. Like me. If you don't like it you can always color it back. And you know those semi-semi-permanent colors that only last 6 days are GREAT for testing out whether you like it or not.

Pam, thank you! I know what you mean about skin tones; I think that's the key for picking good colors. I've got a yellow undertone because of my hispanic half but I'm totally pale otherwise. There are certain colors that just don't work on me at all. But I bet with a pink undertone you could totally pull off turquoise like nobody's business!


Your hair looks great. Manic Panic does wonders for one's self esteem.


I know exactly what you're talking about. When I was younger, there were all kinds of crazy styles I wanted to explore further. I went through goth, punk, skater, etc. phases during school and as a musician I looked pretty wild on weekend gigs, but always had some crummy part-time job that required me to still look quasi-normal-ish (boring). So no blue hair or (exposed) tats...

Once I started working for myself, I thought I'd be able to dress any way I like and feel more myself. But now I have to worry about what potential clients think. Lame.

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