Over the last week or so, my hair and I have been arguing. "Be green!" I'd say. "Never!" it would respond. The fight escalated to the point where I put bleach on it for an hour and a half, before applying dye. My hair, like Ghandi, chose a course of passive resistance, which is to say it just sat there completely not responding to the bleach, let alone the dye.
Eventually I was worn down, and I said to my hair, "fine, will you be blue?" It promised to consider it if I was nice, so I promptly immersed it in dye and peroxide while its guard was down, thus successfully tricking it into absorbing a small amount of blue pigment along with the black it evidently always manages to suck out of even single-colour dyes.
Result - the hair colour I would expect of a dye called "blue-black" if I didn't know better from experience. "Blue-black" really means "absolute black, laughs at the idea of blue". The dye I used was "blue", thus resulting in "black with blue iridescence", which is all I ever really wanted from my hair anyway. Behold!
It shows up better when not recorded via a camcorder, really - for comparison, the shirt is also a dark navy blue, and the sheet in the background is black. So yes, the camcorder can't actually tell the difference between blue and black at all, which makes the image pretty useless. Hooray!
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