Sometimes I imagine things like this out of the ordinary, things I wouldn't do on any other day. I like that idea of spontaneity, you know? Like running into someone interesting at the least expected moment, in a strange place, and everything going hayw
I look in the mirror and there's my RED hair, a controlled mess that always falls the way it wants. Sometimes lighter, sometimes darker, depending on the lighting and my mood, but it always ends up drawing attention. I like that effect, as if just existing makes it clear that I'm not average.