I’m Dying, Moe.

So just another ordinary day. Getup, muck about at home, go to work, replace a mouse, check a network drop or 2. Leave at lunch to get my hair dyed. The usual. Yes, you read that right… I dyed my hair today *insert shock’n’awe here*. Kudos to Kelly Scott at Evolution for A) doing a great job on this newbie and B) agreeing to take pictures along the way. Give her a ring at 569-0222 if you need some work done. She’s on Queen Street above Cows don’t you know. Right, so today was not just some pidley highlights or the like. Oh no. I meant business…


So here I am, ready to go under the brush, as it were.


OMGBBQ, I look silly with goopy hair and no glasses. You can see here where we’re going with this.


The goop is rinsed and we have our first look. It took a few minutes to get used to seeing that mop in the mirror. This is at the “piled up hair on top of the head cutting stage”… which was actually staged. When Kelly finished my trim, I asked her to do the “hair piley thing” and take a shot. She was a good sport.


The finished product! My word, what will the neighbors say! I think I like it. Apologies for the rubbish pictures, I really should have turned the flash on. But hey, there ya go.

Author: andrea

A Londoner from eastern Canada. City of London Guide, fixer of Macs, collector of old video games, appreciative of synths.

9 thoughts on “I’m Dying, Moe.”

  1. Wow.. my Formosa eatin buddies gone brunette…

    duuuuuuuuuuuuude.. that’s sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeet

    hehe.. its like your the evil twin.. erm.. I mean good twin *wink*

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