By the time I had fell in love with hair dye, it was 1995 and I went for the skunk bangs followed by red, blond, a chopped black bob and then who could have gone without the great Jennifer Aniston. That was probably where I peaked. Scary because that was fifteen years ago.
Since then I have bounced back from Choppin’ it like Beckham 4 times. It grows back worse and worse each time. Through each agonizing process I stick with my old friend the Bun.