Since she has been able talk, Buttercup has been enamored of pink hair. Yes, pink...really, really pink. She's seriously wanted pink hair with a passion, similar to the way some girls want pierced ears. I thought her longing for pink hair would fade as she got older, but it didn't. At all. Oh, and she wants green eyes, too.
So, last week, we compromised. I said I just couldn't bring myself to do anything that had me bleaching her hair before I even got to the coloring step, but that I would do a semi-permanent hair dye. She got as close to pink as she possibly could with a color called "Raspberry Creme" and we got to work.
At this point, I'm thinking to myself, 'Superman is going to kill me.' She was giddy with excitement.
10 minutes later it was time to rinse out the dye and blow dry her hair. I was still thinking, 'Superman is going to kill me.'
I had to admit, however, she looks pretty darned cute as a redhead and, as you can see by the grin on her face, she loves it. Then I decided that Superman was going to think, as he always does, that his Princess Buttercup is just perfect. And you know what? When he saw her via Skype, he thought just that.
(Oh, please, did you really think I gave her pink hair? Even I couldn't bring myself to allow that (let alone do it!)...at least not yet... Picnik is as close as she's going to get for some time.)