Stuck in traffic., listening to Bel Biv Devoe on 90’s Sirius Radio, rocking some newly frosted tips. The road trip has begun.
I woke up this morning in somewhat of a panic. My bags were ¾ packed (i.e. bags weren’t zipped), my air conditioning was still on (don’t want to leave that running for 5 weeks), and my tips weren’t frosted. To be frank, I need to get this road trip off to a good start. And the only way I know how is with frosted tips. That’s actually a lie, because, for one, I’ve never frosted my tips before. For anyone who’s reading this and didn’t live through the 80’s or 90’s (see Bel Biv reference), frosted tips refers to the process of bleaching the “tips” or “ends” of one’s hair follicles to achieve a multi-colored dimension to his/her hair. So, being at least a decade behind the times, I thought I’d give her the old college try. More like old high school try. My road tripping buddy Mike, after whom the lesser half of this blog is named, tells me that frosted tips for men were at their peak when Brian Austin Green (aka “David Silver” of 90210) rocked the look. Mike also tells me that Brian Austin Green is now dating Megan Fox. That is infinitely more useful to me. So, having missed the David Silver boat, it’s high time I see if it’s still afloat. After all, road trips are all about trying and/or seeing shit you’ve never done and/or seen, right? So I run to the CVS at 9:45 am with less than an hour before we take off and call my friend (here referred to as Kara) in a panic:
“Loreal pecan blonde 3x highlights?! Or Herbal Essences Albino Anemic Radient Bullhonky 10 Minute Streaks?!!!”
“Pick one.”
So I picked one, bought it, ran out the store, realized I picked the wrong one (not sure how I came to that conclusion), ran back, exchanged it for a better one (again, not sure), and had Kara come over to do the damage. She dumped this mealy plastic hair cap on my head, yanked my roots through it with some sort of claw mechanism, and spread that bleach on thick. She said I had 15 minutes. So I did the unthinkable. I jumped up, zipped my bags and turned off the air conditioning all the while half-naked with this gooey mess of a hair net on my head undoubtedly giving me early brain cancer. But 15 minutes later….bam. Frosted Tips. Bam. Super bam. Now I’m ready. Ready for five weeks of hell—I mean, glory.
First stop, Arlington, VA. Stay tuned.
Edit: Can your hair fall out if you leave the bleach in for 7 minutes longer than it prescribes on the box?
-- JEFF
Just hang in there Jeff! Talking about road trips, you know, it would be better if you prepared your things days before the trip itself, to keep yourself from scrambling on the day itself. Whenever me and my buddies are on a road trip from Edmonton to different areas in Canada, I never ever came out unprepared and having no sleep, because being on the road driving and having me dodge through traffic with my Ram is serious business.
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