Screened to Northlake-sensei
I am absolutely terrified of having pink hair. It looks ridiculous, and most likely feels ridiculous and it would be even more ridiculous to brush your teeth in the morning and choke on your toothbrush while laughing at your own hair. Mortifying, really, though having pink hair seems perfectly reasonable if one is animated or on television or has multiple piercings and several STIs. I am also terrified of shaving my head, or having my head shaved. I think I am mostly afraid of looking like an idiot in anything but an English assignment or a livejournal entry. I think the best way to avoid feeling any sort of terror at having my hair dyed pink is to, simply, not dye it pink and not shave my hair. I doubt I ever will. It is difficult enough to wake up and remember to brush it into something presentable. In fact, I forget most mornings or every morning.
On that note, I am also absolutely terrified of having someone dye my hair pink or shave my head, joke or prank or whatever we choose to call it. It is one thing for me to dye my hair and it a complete other for someone else to invade my space, privacy and right to a normal and non-humiliating hair colour.
On that note, I am also absolutely terrified of having someone dye my hair pink or shave my head, joke or prank or whatever we choose to call it. It is one thing for me to dye my hair and it a complete other for someone else to invade my space, privacy and right to a normal and non-humiliating hair colour.