I did it. After much contemplation, i coloured and highlighted my hair. And now that i've acquired a brand new look, i realized i look like a cross between Singapore Lian and golden monkey.

Not that i didn't like it.

I lurrrvve the end result and couldnt have been more glad to part with my buckeroos. Popped in mum's place after spending 3 1/2 hours in the hair salon (and after much bitching with my male hairstylist) and she liked it. Twirled around Wan for a short catwalk display and he loved it. Smiled to myself endlessly, each time i passed a mirror and I'm in love with myself! I mean, my hair! It's funky! It's cool! A little pampering and self love is sure healthy, baby! You gotta understand, i have not been dyeing my hair for more than 3 years. That explains why i was hair-motional yesterday ;P