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Damn. Major gap since I last updated. Let’s see… since this weekend I’ve watched several more 1950s sci-fi films (today was Creature From the black Lagoon, which I highly recommend for eye-candy—the actress frequently appears in a bathing suit, and the leading guy spends most of the movie wet, wearing only swim trunks and a dive knife—hot stuff for 1954), and undergone the Saga of Hair Destruction.
Tuesday, I tried to highlight my hair, and learned an important lesson--don’t highlight your own hair; pay someone who knows what they’re doing to do it. Bad, blotchy, bleached bits. Dying everything reddish blonde did not remove them. So I did what I should have done in the first place, and went to the salon and paid someone to fix it. Next time, I’m just gonna skip the self-inflicted disaster step and go straight there. So anyway, my hair is now bright strawberry-blonde/red-gold with copper highlights. Significantly lighter than I originally wanted, but at least it’s not blotchy anymore.
I’m vastly relieved to have gotten everything fixed, so that I won’t have horridly fake-looking hair at the funeral this weekend.
On top of the Hair Saga, I got locked out of my dorm room last night when the wind (which was so strong the radio was issuing warnings) blew the door shut. At two a.m. So I walked across campus to the security office, barefoot, wearing only black silk boxers and a black camisole. Too bad the person on duty was a woman; a guy would have gotten a nice, half-naked damsel in distress.
But on the positive side, I’ve finished watching Sergio Leone’s Dollar trilogy (A Fistful of Dollars, For a Few Dollars More, and The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly). It’s great fun, and Clint Eastwood was surprisingly hot in 1964-67. Go. Rent. Now. On DVD or in widescreen, so that you can see all the participants in the various gunfight sequences (some shooters get cut out in the narrow screen version). *insert squeeing here * Cool shoot outs! The music. The music rocks! Eli Wallach’s character in TGtB&tU was so bloody fun. And then, of course, there’s The Man with No Name’s Ugly Green Poncho of Doom! I want an ugly green poncho like that.
Tonight, The Magnificent Seven. The only western ever to feature Yul Brynner. And Eli Wallach's in this movie too! Of course, I'm gonna have to do some serious mental gymnastics afterwards before returning to Mag7 fanfic, so as to scrub the images of Yul Brynner & Steve McQueen as Chris & Vin out of my brain.
Tuesday, I tried to highlight my hair, and learned an important lesson--don’t highlight your own hair; pay someone who knows what they’re doing to do it. Bad, blotchy, bleached bits. Dying everything reddish blonde did not remove them. So I did what I should have done in the first place, and went to the salon and paid someone to fix it. Next time, I’m just gonna skip the self-inflicted disaster step and go straight there. So anyway, my hair is now bright strawberry-blonde/red-gold with copper highlights. Significantly lighter than I originally wanted, but at least it’s not blotchy anymore.
I’m vastly relieved to have gotten everything fixed, so that I won’t have horridly fake-looking hair at the funeral this weekend.
On top of the Hair Saga, I got locked out of my dorm room last night when the wind (which was so strong the radio was issuing warnings) blew the door shut. At two a.m. So I walked across campus to the security office, barefoot, wearing only black silk boxers and a black camisole. Too bad the person on duty was a woman; a guy would have gotten a nice, half-naked damsel in distress.
But on the positive side, I’ve finished watching Sergio Leone’s Dollar trilogy (A Fistful of Dollars, For a Few Dollars More, and The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly). It’s great fun, and Clint Eastwood was surprisingly hot in 1964-67. Go. Rent. Now. On DVD or in widescreen, so that you can see all the participants in the various gunfight sequences (some shooters get cut out in the narrow screen version). *insert squeeing here * Cool shoot outs! The music. The music rocks! Eli Wallach’s character in TGtB&tU was so bloody fun. And then, of course, there’s The Man with No Name’s Ugly Green Poncho of Doom! I want an ugly green poncho like that.
Tonight, The Magnificent Seven. The only western ever to feature Yul Brynner. And Eli Wallach's in this movie too! Of course, I'm gonna have to do some serious mental gymnastics afterwards before returning to Mag7 fanfic, so as to scrub the images of Yul Brynner & Steve McQueen as Chris & Vin out of my brain.