Got bugger all money at the moment and neither do any of my friends, which is great because we have been getting very creative in our poverty-stricken state.
Today, Lena (upstairs neighbour and childhood buddy from Hong Kong days) and I went out and bought some hair dye for me. Why pay $150 at the salon when you can do it at home for less than $30? On went the 80's electronica music, and while I waited for the colour to set, we sat in the sun and flicked through chick mags.
I'd bought a colour that was supposed to be a darkish mahogany. It ended up being pretty bloody red! Good thing I hadn't bought anything lighter or I would have looked like a fire truck.
We got a bit carried away with the old curling tongs tonight - but what the heck - why not?! Here's the result...
"Oh it's Saturday night and I ain't got nobody..."
Thanks Cat.
Laila tov kulam.