So, after a moment of spontaneity in ASDA, I now have purple hair. Or shade 499 - Violet Berry Burst to be precise. On top of all that excitement, it also meant I found an hour in my schedule to do the actual dyeing. I almost feel human again. I'd forgotten what dyeing your hair was like. I wasn't sure about the tingling sensation - was it supposed to do that? Was I going to wake up the next day looking like a flesh-coloured Moomin? As it happens, it all went well. The hair dye itself was pretty good. It's like a mousse you make by putting all the chemicals in to the shaker-shaped pot and shake it all together, then spread it round your hair. Leave it for 30 minutes, and then rinse out. Easy Peasy. And the colour does actually look like what it shows on the packaging. Win.
So, Avril, if you want to know what you'll look like at the age of 35 after having had four kids, then come over and weep, baby! You frickin wish. I'm rocking it this week. Now I need to find some more windows in my schedule to get rid of the flabby tummy. BIG windows.