We end up at the mall. Big surprise. He pulls me to a salon first. I'm seated as he speaks to the hairstylist. The hairstylist comes over and begins mixing three bowls of hair dye. I arch a brow at Jeffree. He just giggles as two girls come over. Urg, a mani pedi seriously?
"Feeling relaxed yet?" He asks with a smirk. I just glare.
"Don't be mad but I tossed your old wardrobe. It's now in the hands of teens who are less fortunate." He says and calls another hairstylist over.
"I want it bubblegum pink again." He tells her. His hair had faded out to almost white-pink. She starts bleaching it again.
(Two and a half hours later)
"Ready to look?" The hairstylist says after drying my hair, trimming it, and adding jagged cuts to it. I nod and he swings my chair around to face the mirror. It looks amazing. At the roots it was white and steadily darkening in shades of blue to almost navy at the tips. I love Jeffree.
"My personal shopper has done your wardrobe." He says and I squeal and hug him. Now I just have to bake a cake for Lukas.