It is not 2006, and I am not an up-and-coming indie rocker releasing her first album, and yet somehow I have recently come into possession of a headful of pink hair—“gilded rose” hair, to be exact. I bought the dye on one of my weekly trips to the grocery store, operating on the spurious logic that by the time quarantine is over, my roots will be so bad that I’ll have to get my entire bleach job redone anyway. In the meantime, why not have some fun?
The final product of my at-home hair experiment was less viral TikTok star and more 26-year-old woman who just made a mistake, but I was happy with it nonetheless. Did I look like my hair icon, Phoebe Bridgers? No, but every part of the process had been an adventure, from the giddy, if masked, trip down the Shoprite hair aisle to my inexpert application of the dye and the anticipation-laden Zoom with friends to show off the finished product.
Dyeing my hair pink may not have been “adult” or “professional” of me, but it helped me shape another ordinary, lonely day in self-isolation. As I waited for the dye to set, the acrid smell of the hydrogen peroxide took me on an olfactory trip back to my tween years, when my best friend and I killed an entire afternoon Manic Panic-ing our hair purple. Am I still as impulsive as I was over a decade ago, or—more likely—am I turning back to old pastimes in a desperate reach for familiarity?
Hair experimentation isn’t my only old-school vice of late. I’ve also been consuming PB&J at least three times a week—savoring the taste of sugary, processed jam and not-remotely-organic peanut butter—and playing my favorite online games from seventh grade until my eyes blur. It was semi-ironic at first, but now I tend to my many Neopets with the same care a better-adjusted person might lavish on a cherished windowsill garden. I may be alone, but at least I have a thriving group of animated creatures to feed and entertain. These activities—let’s describe them as “quarantween” pastimes—make me happy for now, okay?
I’m not the only 20-something distracting myself from the monotony of quarantine with middle-school-era hobbies. 25-year-old Lauren L’Amie has been passing the time with a Spotify playlist she’s created called “ur teen ipod” that features the vocal stylings of blink-182, MGMT, Fall Out Boy, and Paramore. Meanwhile, Karina Murrieta, 22, is escaping into a Star Wars marathon, explaining, “I can actually have fun in this world where I know how things end.”
For Oluremi Olufemi, 28, a modern twist on an old favorite—devouring fan fiction, or fan-generated writing about beloved cultural touchpoints—is providing solace. “When I’m not working, I’m spending hours of my day reading One Direction fan fiction,” she said. “I never listened to One Direction at all when I was younger—it started because I’ve been listening and deep-diving into Harry Styles. At 13, my old standard was Harry Potter fanfiction, but even with a new set of protagonists, it’s the same comfort.”
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