At The beginning of the school year, I drastically changed my hair. See picture above. A few months into my practicum, I dyed it back to a more realistic haircolor, and I regret that very much. You see, the principal of the school where I have my practicum sat me down one day and told me that I was dressed too casually for the internship, and moreover, that with my tattoos and my hair, I was “pretty casual already”. Given, I was wearing pants when normally I wore a dress or skirt, I had on a shirt that was less than totally professional although I wore a matching and coordinated sweater over the top. Given, this is the only conversation that the principal of the school has ever had with me on a personal level; most days she basically ignores me. Given, I could have taken their criticism with a grain of salt, and kept my hair the way it was.

Instead I chose to go home, find the most boring hair color I could find, and cover up my pretty pink hair with my insecurities. I really really really really really really really really regret doing that. I’m not sure if I’ve talked about this online before, Facebook does not count, but it really struck me as a moment at which I could have been confident and sure of myself and just worn the most amazing outfits in the most professional manner and totally shoved it up her face. However impolite the conversation was, she’s not the only person who thinks that unnatural haircolor equals someone who is unreliable and immature. I intend to prove them all wrong.