Pink, it's the color of passion

So today I went to the Hairdresser. 

the idea was to have a few random streaks of Scarlet strategically placed around my hair.

I sat, M put the foils in.   Of a total of around 58 foils- there were maybe 6 red ones. 

We went to wash it out, and she said "oh wow, the water is such a lovely colour of pink"   I said to her, Hmm If the water is pink, is the colour washing out through my hair? 

"No, No", she said.  And then, "oh, I thnk It might have run a little bit.", 

And I lay there, as I could feel her frantically wash the ends over and over. 

She said, "i think I need to put a cleanser through it, it looks lik eit has spread too m uch". 

"Hand me the mirror" I said.   "No, it's just fine" I said. 

And we went back and forth quite a lot with "I'll cleanse it", "no It's fine"> 

We moved to the chair and the cutting commenced.  It was most definitely pink, but not nastily.   It was certainly more than i was expecting, but hey - it;s hair.  It's not the end of the world. 

She finished cutting and then dried it.  All the time saying "are you sure, are you sure". 

Quite frankly, I thought it was lush. 

What Himself was going to think about it, was another matter. 

I text him and asked where he was -  he was just going into a shop, so i followed him in and walked up behind him.  He turned, Smiled when he seen it was me, and then looked at me again, and shouted "OH GOOD GOD". 

I was gobsmacked.  

And then he said "No, no, it's lovely, It just wasn't what I was expecting. 

And we went for lunch 

You can always see people looking, but to be honest, i think they are just wishing they were as daft.