Mugged by orange popsicles!
I have cheerfully taken the first step on a journey full of terror, horror, psychological fear, and utter insanity.
I have hennaed my hair.
Hennaeing your hair is NOT a task suited to those with chronic impatience, control issues, distemper, or kennel cough.
It involves mixing odd combinations of powders and liquids and essential oils into your precious hair until your head strongly resembles something that just passed through the digestive tract of a horse.
And then you sit, and wait, and pray to the gods that you don't come out of the four to six hour ordeal looking like Annie on crack.
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nyeretari) wrote,
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