Red Hair Attempt #2

I took a trip uptown to Podium and gave my hair another revamp. I had my fingers crossed the whole time when I was driving going to the salon, because the first attempt for my hair to turn red was a half-baked fail. I left my hair's fate to Miguel of Hairshaft, who is also Kring's stylist!

Miguel plopped me down on a comfy seat, asked me what I wanted, and went down to business. He first snipped some parts of my hair. He was actually cool; he gave inputs on what style best fits my face and character (MEGANON!!). We ended up having a shorter length on the right than on the left, and a reaaaally short bob at the back. Shorter than the bob that I always have.

After the cut, Miguel and his assistant started applying the two levels of bleach on my hair. I was shaking like a soaking wet duck.

It's the weekend!

Another really stressful week has passed and whaddya know, it's Friday! FRIDAY! FRIDAAAAAAAY!!

Forgive me for being mababaw but this past week I had so much meetings, answered so much e-mail clusterfluff, plus I experienced chocolate cake deprivation because there wasn't any fudge-y cake available within my arm's reach. Just like other Fridays, today's a day where you can put up your tired feet and pour yourself some Patron.


On another note, Rihanna makes me want to dye my hair red so bad.