Dyeing

In a room full of strangers, a woman sits next to me. We’re all here to discuss body image and the media, and, judging from her lanyard, she is one of the discussion leaders.

“Did you dye your hair?” she asks me.

It’s the kind of compliment one female acquaintance says to another as a way to make conversation.

“Yes,” I said, wondering how she could have known I had switched from Chestnut to Medium Cool Brown. “But we’ve never met before.

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