Ahh the memories. (Special thanks to Amalah for the flashback!)
(And also, wtf is this SXSW thing that people keep talking about? It’s mentioned on practically ever site I read and I still have no freakin clue what it is. Am I living under a rock or what??)
Anyways…back to my flashback..
My first encounter with Manic Panic was in highschool. I visited a shop across from NC State campus called Curious Goods where I bought a container. Some shade of purple I don’t even remember the name. I thought it was the greatest color ever.
Immediately thereafter I accidently left the container at the Cup-a-Joe next door. Obviously it was not meant to be.
Once I was a student at State I decided that I was living on my own, dammit.. My hair could be whatever color I wanted! (PS – Thanks for sending me to college mom!) And so one day with a group of friends, I bleached and colored streaks of my hair. And it was awesome. My mom thought so too (haaa).
Oddly, there aren’t too many pictures of this particular phase of my hair. Go figure.
Yeah, I know this is a TERRIBLE picture but remember, not too many pictures from this hair color.. It was the best one I could find that gives you the full affect of The Purple in all its awesomeness. Yeah. Super awesome! And I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Except for the part about that haircut because MAN my hair was short!