Back in The Guardian, this time with a personal tale of crisis, comedy, and poor aesthetic outcomes. I dyed my hair spontaneously – and this prompted unexpected emotions, as well as a thoroughly surprising revelation during an encounter with a friend, in which we learnt that the real joke was on both of us.
Anyway – once, my questionable decision-making; now, repurposed into a tongue-in-cheek cautionary tale for others’ entertainment. Painting a first lock of hair oil-spill black, my gut twinged… As I keep saying of this article: “for what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbours?”
You can read the full article here.
Also, it was such a pleasure to work on this piece with editors Bridie Jabour and Svetlana Stankovic. Thank you for commissioning it!
And one final thing: I actually made a video essay about the story behind this article, with some additional thoughts, too, on the nature of vanity; on what prompts people to alter their appearances; and on judgement and compassion. If you are curious, you can watch it here.
