A Dabble with Dye

In between running back and forth (twice!) on buses to get a spare set of keys cut for the new flat, helping my new flatmate Tangogirl unpack 85 boxes, and cleaning every surface of the flat, not to mention biting all my fingernails to the quick as Vanman and Laughing Boy attempted to fit my 3-seater sofa up some awkward stairs and an even more awkward hallway into the living room (they did it by the skin of their teeth!), Tangogirl asked me to dye her hair a deep, rich red. As you do. So I put on me marigolds…


…whipped up the formula…


…painted it on a bit at a time until it was all done…


…and, ta da!


Not bad at all if I do say so myself.


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