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Josephine said to her mother, who then nodded with lip smile that faded. Time skipped. 3 AM in the afternoon. Jhonia was sleeping when she woke remembering that today is the event Kyhe asked her to be his date for? Jhonia got up and went out to get hair dye which could easily be wash out. She returned and it was 4 AM. She parted her hair for the style she wishes to use. Imagining it as she goes along. Red and white coloured dye powder into her hair. After styling her into a small bun in the center leaving a little at the back she brings up the side parts and loosen them reaching down to her eyebrows, after pinning those into the small but she use some small heart design poppy pin to style th

“Dude, I've got human faces. Wigs should be the least of your concerns.” I took a step back, “who are you?” He burst out laughing. “So gullible.” I smacked the back of his head, then joined him in his ultimate search for the perfect disguise. An hour later, Fitz settled on a dark brown dreadlocks wig with a black band at the front. According to him, it matched my light brown skin tone and made me look more intimidating—”a vibe for someone biracial,” as he put it. We both vetoed the beard; for me, it felt uncomfortable, and for Fitz, it was just “meh.”

“Do you think I should curl them, cut them to shoulder length or get it dyed?” “I think you should curl and get some highlights.” I suggested as we started walking the short distance to the mall. “Long hair really suits you. Red or blue? Your pick.” “Oh dang, gurl!” Ruth bumped her hips to mine, a sly smirk on her face. “Look who’s turning into a fashion guru!” “Oh, come on!” I shook my head. “It was just a suggestion.” “So why not take your own suggestion for once and dye your hair.” Ruth flashed that smile again. “I think a dark red would look fab on you!”

Jayne flawlessly answers her questions, Eva came out of the dressing room and handed the dress back to Jane “I could find something else” Eva suggested “You have to be joking, your hair is brown” Jane spotted out, Eva wanted to reply that was her hair naturally color but Jane spoke first “It is a secret technique she uses for hair, she doesn’t like the attention her hair gets, so she always dyes it brown, it is a special dye that could be applied yourself and dry in less than minute” Jayne explained Jane nodded before excusing herself to packing there dresses “you told her my hair was white?” Eva questioned Jayne

The Bennetts had barely unpacked when the house began whispering louder than ever. Margaret found herself drawn to the sealed basement door more often, her librarian’s curiosity pulling her toward the unknown. Harold tried to distract her with garden plans and quiet evenings by the fire, but the sounds at night grew impossible to ignore. Footsteps. Whispers. The faint scent of vanilla that lingered in the air long after the candles were blown out. One evening Margaret suggested they try something different. “A seance,” she said over dinner. “Just to see. Maybe it will bring some peace.”

Today appeared to be one of those sessions as Jinx was snatching a knife away from his paler brother and grousing about the proper way to cut certain fruits. The big Blonde tom put a paw around the other bunny in his life, his sweet Doll. Who looked especially adorable today, mostly because he was preening from the lilac dye job Hades had helped him with so his ears had pretty tips and the little mop of fur that covered one eye now recalled his pretty curls from when he was a no-fur. Though Guru hadn't been clear on why they needed to lock the door and occupy the big bathroom for so long for such a small dye job.

I like the idea of that. “Oh? And how is that?” I ask. “Grumpy.” She says, so proud of herself. I grunt and drink more from my beer. “Did you dye your hair?” Tank asks her after a lull in the conversation. Wren’s hand flies up to her head, and she offers a shy smile. “Yeah, I was told that red isn’t a suitable color for me, and with my auburn hair being almost red, I got a little self-conscious and did a temporary dye to see if I like dark brown.”

Kathrine said to herself in a jolly tone. Kathrine started blow-drying her hair and every piece of hair fell into place. She smiled and knew it was going to be a great day. Her hair was wavy in a perfect way, a way that she loved. Starting with her make-up she decided to go with a light brown color as the base and added some glitter to the inner corner. Putting on some mascara and she was good to go.

I tied my hair into a sleek ponytail, the simple act adding an extra layer of readiness to my spirit. Next, I wandered to my wardrobe, where a splash of color caught my eye – a vibrant hair dye that promised temporary streaks of boldness. Its packaging featured a rainbow of hues, but my choice was a striking bright pink reminded me of summer. I carefully applied it to the tips of my hair with a flourish, each stroke a confident embrace of change. The vivid pink contrasted dramatically with the earthy tones of my natural hair, making me feel like I was stepping into a new persona, one that was fun, fearless, and unapologetically myself.

Chapter 66 - Under The Unknown Royal Bloods Antheia’s POV I stepped into my yellow floral dress that flowed down to just above my ankle and sat in front of the mirror to blow dry my hair before putting it in a french braid. I can never go wrong with braids, it is the most convenient style to tie my hair tightly without worrying of getting it loose anytime and losing my hair into a wild mess. Ponytail is good too but it only holds the hair in a single strap, once you lose your elastic band or the tightness of it, your hair could easily get messy. At least for braids, your hair is tightly secured in multiple knots.