I accidentally dyed my hair ginger.
Let me preface this story with a note that my hair colour used to be bright blond. It never went back.

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Right, so. I was 15 and a majority of my circle were all dying their hair some colour or another, mostly black or purple. I had to get on board. Unfortunately I was going through the hippy phase of my life, long hair, bright shirts, not washing too frequently.

But how could I let those nasty chemical polute my hair?

Well, I had a secret weapon. I already owned a bag of henna powder, which after adding the egg and lemon juice made a paste that created the most lush oaky-brown skin tattoos. Perfect.

So, I ran a bath, made a big bowl of henna paste, added an extra squeeze of lemon juice for good measure and began to cover my hair in the slop. To prevent the dye running and therefore turning me into a hippy David Dickinson I wrapped my head in clingfilm.

One problem...I had no idea how long to leave it in. Normally the paste is left on the skin for hours, letting it crust and flake. But hair?

I sat in the bath for a couple of hours, occasionally draining out a little cold and topping up with the hot, until there was no more hot water to be used.

Then I washed it out.

Monday morning at school was fantastic. That is if you weren't me and loved insulting people. Used Tampon was my favourite nickname.
(MrTeapot hasn't played with himself since, Sun 28 Feb 2010, 22:00, Reply)