So I went ahead and dyed my hair. It’s never an exciting process (longest shower ever), but since the carpeting guys are coming in tomorrow, I figured I might as well create my disaster now. The result is a reddish black that shimmers, just as the box promised. Though in this light, I can’t tell if I look a little punk rock (where’d I stash my black nail polish?) or like a middle-aged Korean woman (ajumma). We’ll find out tomorrow.


5 responses so far ↓
1 FJ // Mar 21, 2007 at 11:31 am
Signs that you’re turning Korean. 1) You went to WHS (check the yearbook index on how many “Kim” we had) 2) you made the stir-fry Korean potato noodles that one time 3) you writing for KoreAM and now 4) you changed your hairstyle to look like an “Ajumma.”
- Are you being pressured to be Korean by M@? I mean I know he is competitive with S and V. Does he want a Korean gf b/c S has a Korean gf?
2 m@ // Mar 21, 2007 at 1:24 pm
No. You are not a Korean mom. Your eyebrows are real hair and your own.
3 Di // Mar 21, 2007 at 2:49 pm
You are hilarious. I want to see pictures!
4 Jeannie // Mar 21, 2007 at 8:38 pm
Hey M@, I resent your comment! I happen to be a Korean mom (though perhaps not quite middle-aged), and each unruly hair that forms my admittedly ungroomed eyebrows is the real thing. No otter-whisker transplants for this girl.
And Michelle, your posts are wonderful, as always.
5 Richard // Mar 24, 2007 at 3:22 pm
Bah! What is to be Korean? I still have blonde streaks with spikey hair. Course, I am the Korean reject filmmaker. So my thoughts on the culture are pretty much useless. =o)
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