Turning Pink

#59: Pomelo-Flavored Hair

I look back at the week and smugly smile. For the first time in my 30 days in this new company, I felt confident to show the stuff I'm made of. I finally felt free. It all boils down to how much I feel trusted by my boss. The newbie phase is over. I am ready to step on the gas.

And for that, I need good hair. Hah. Miss Sydney (from post # 35) looked at me and decided to give me a new color.

"A pomelo shade," she said with conviction. "The summer will lighten your hair color so I'm going to darken it a bit and give it a pomelo glaze."

I knew what a Pomelo was. (I manage a juice brand, remember?) A pomelo glaze, I didn't know. It gave me images of my head giving out a pink radioactive glow. But I trusted her. And, as a I said earlier, granting someone trust is granting someone the freedom to do her best.

She gave me flirty waves this time. Hardly the things you envision needing to go full throttle with your career but I loved them anyway. And she was so pleased with her handiwork that before I left, she just had to pull me and give my eyes a bit of a touch-up. Smoky eyes. Diva hair. A bit over-the-top for a casual shirt-and-jeans dinner with friends. But they loved it anyway.

Let's see if I'll still love it when people start calling me Pink.