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About once a month, I am elected to color my wife's hair. This has been going on for as long as we've been married. I think I've caught a few photos of her in that "after color, before rinse" stage, normally she is held captive in our kitchen in front of a book. She can't go far for the fear of getting the dye on the carpet, the couch (our couch is red though), the kids, the pets, the walls, etc. I like the cold tones in this photo, it actually makes it work.