They say a change is as good as a holiday.
A frikkin' holiday.
Frankly, I think whoever they are have never experienced the joy of sipping a glass or five of wine miles and miles away from the stress and responsibilities of everyday adult life, pondering whether it's possible to simply disappear into their current surroundings living out the rest of their days in pure bliss - because nothing, and I do mean nothing, is as good as that.
A change can come a close second, though....and I've made a couple this last week!
It's no cocktail on the beach experience, but I've restored my hair to factory settings and am now super excited to be a redhead again! I instantly feel sexier (as you can see from the picture of me looking like I've had a mild stroke) being back in the company of the likes of Ginger Spice, Jessica Rabbit and Ariel. Va-va-voom!!
To complete the ensemble, I've also started making the effort to compliment my red hot hair with a matching bod.
No, not sunburn.
I have finally committed to...it still makes me slightly cringe saying it...a gym membership. Yes. A GYM! Like, a real one with heavy weights and death running machines and cooled towels that I need to be revived with every now and then.
I've avoided this for SO long, and honestly, it's terrifying.
But I'm there, and I'm doing it...slowly (Oh, so fucking slowly...) as I try to build up the stamina and strength in my ridiculously weak little noodle arms and jelly legs until I look and feel like Artemis herself.
Goddess is totally an achievable goal, right? Sure it is. I got this.
Interestingly, on the topic of change, I've found that each of my hair colour switch-ups has always coincided with a significant change of pace, attitude or circumstance in my life; and the colour is always as significant as the change!
When I'm not designing tees, or slogging away at my other day job, I spend a lot of time working in my graphic design business, which is where a lot of colour theory comes in to play. There's something quite satisfying about paying attention to when and where it gets used, even unwittingly!
Over the years I have had just about every coloured hair-do in the rainbow, but I don't think it's mere coincidence that I was called to return to red at this particular time - it's the colour of passion, strength, energy, intensity and desire. I'm totally feeling all of that about life right now!!
Granted, the fresh red dye resembles a crime scene running down my neck when I start getting all hot and sweaty from a workout (ewwww) - but I like to think of it as the symbolic death of my lazy ass. White pillowcases and towels tremble in my presence.
Behold, the Napisan QUEEN!
I'm curious to know if you find yourself using colour in your day-to-day life symbolically? It doesn't have to be hair colours; it might be your wardrobe, accessories or even your makeup! Maybe you're only just realising that you have been using it this way, now? Let me know on FB or Instagram - let's see what kind of rainbow my Nymphs represent!
Until then, I'll be over here sulking in the corner about how my everything hurts and rewarding myself with delicious treats (what? I draw the line at dieting. I'm working out to eat more...I earned it! :P )