I began dying my hair pink in the summer of 2011. The initial results were messy, and I had to endure many “hey- did you know your neck is sunburned?” comments. While the dye stains on my body largely went away with practice, actually dying my hair still left stains everywhere. On the counter. In the sink. On the floor. In the shower.
It was worth it.
This is what my hair looks like now: