Komical Kimage Kamikaze

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Kelvin, who under the influence of others, became keen on kolouring his hair. To the best of his knowledge, Kimage was the kiosk of hair knaves. However, nobody wanted to accompany him, and that put the kibosh on it. He knocked, he kneeled, but no one was kind enough to relent. There was however, through kith and kin, a kindred kin, Sir Shaz, who offered his knighty honour to accompany Kelvin. Unbeknowst, Sir Shaz was only a killjoy to thwart Kelvin's plans.

At Kimage, it was a kaleidoscope of sights and sounds. A kwashiorkor-diseased looking stylist was spotted with a yin and yang hairstyle. It simply rang the death knell and knocked Kelvin out momentarily. "You have reached the point of no return." Sir Shaz told Kelvin.

Kelvin told the stylist he didn't want anything appearing too kitsch or kinky. Sir Shaz suggested two tones of colours: kirsch and khaki, and assured Kelvin that he will look kawaii. While the stylist read out instructions from the Koran, Kelvin cracked his knuckles. His stomache kneaded and knotted so badly, he knew he could kiss his hair goodbye.


The result knoobles looking between a kitty's fur and a kiwi's feathers.

Verdict : Kelvin finally triumps, and rules with his new hairdo.



I swear I will stop spending money. Everyone is waiting for ZARA sales though.