What would happen if I dyed my hair pink?
◊ Since dyeing my hair a patently artificial shade of bright red ("Pillarbox Red" mixed with a bit of "Vampire Red," and then straight-up "Flaming Red"), I have been called "feisty" and a "wild child" by total strangers.
When I was called these, I was buying a cup of coffee, and crossing the street at a crosswalk while staring at my feet and adjusting my headphones, respectively.
My coffee-buying feistiness and wild manner of street-crossing rule.
Apparently.