And then it went RED

Actually, I think it looks more orange right now than red…

 

After my hair cut, the next morning I went back to Eddie’s to get my hair dyed…I didn’t really want to pay for it, but I figured if I had the old color professionally lifted, it would be easier to maintain my hair…and if I tried bleaching it myself…well, I don’t really want to start out in New York with green hair or anything.

Besides, in Asia, going to a salon doesn’t mean you just get your hair done.  It means hours of being lavished with attention while being treated to scalp massages, neck massages, shoulder massages, and aroma therapy.  Yay Asia – I’ll miss you.