Pink Hair Dye

A failed attempt.

Attempting to dye my hair pink.

I have had a bottle of pink hair dye that has been sitting in my drawer for, no joke, twelve years. I probably bought it my sophomore year of college when I was dying my hair every color of the rainbow. Every color, that is, except pink. I did once dye it (and the entire dorm bathroom) a deep shade of maroon. But never a light pretty fairy-tale-esque pink.

And, as you all can probably tell, pink is my favorite color.

With a lack of Halloween costume this year, and no desire to fork over any money for one, I decided to bust out that twelve-year old bottle of hair dye and see what would happen. I didn’t really have high hopes. It’s, first of all, damn old. And I know if I really truly wanted it pink I’d have to bleach my hair first. And considering I haven’t dyed my hair any color in over five years I wasn’t really ready to make that kind of a commitment.

And so when I washed the dye out of my hair I wasn’t really all that surprised that it really didn’t look all that different.

Oh well. You can’t win them all.

Val tries to dye her hair pink.

Val tries to dye her hair pink.

Dye my hair pink is still #50 on my life list.


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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

1 Comment
  • Jaime
    November 15, 2012at10:37 pm

    Did you really use a bottle of that was 12 years old??? Well of course it’s not going to work…lol!!! At least you tried… now go try it with a new bottle.

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