Glitter girl

There are people who are perfectly mature, and capable of acting their age.

And then, of course, there’s me.

I went to a hairstylist last weekend. That’s not entirely unprecedented – it’s happened twice before – but unlike both previous times, I wasn’t getting married later that day. (At least, not that I knew about.)

No, I was getting rainbow glitter hair extensions tied into my hair. Not for any reason, other than delighting my inner six-year-old.

(By a curious coincidence, my shoe size actually is 6.5. Fortunately, I live in the U.S., because my European shoe size is 38, so the old admonition “Act your age, not your shoe size” would be much less funny if I lived there!)

Anyway, a hat tip to Syne Mitchell, who gave me the idea at ANWG (see what you learn at weaving conferences?). Syne had subtle strands of holographic glitter woven into her (much shorter) hair. I abandoned subtlety and went for the whole rainbow.

Here’s a shot halfway through the process: rainbow sprinkles on one side, plain ebony on the other.

And here’s a closer look at the rainbow side (the photo really doesn’t do the holographic glitter justice):

The rainbow strands, alas, have been sliding out of my hair at a remarkable clip – about half of them have departed after only three days. But I’ve been really enjoying it, and what’s left is truly wonderful. It’s now subtle enough to vanish at a distance, but glittery enough to provoke a delighted grin once I get closer, and the rainbow flashes out from under the sober black.

Just the way I like it. 🙂