“Red,” I announced. Anisa translated this into Dari, and they all nodded. “Pretty easy so far, huh?” I added. “I bet you could have told me that yourselves!” After Anisa translated; the twenty women in pale blue uniforms all laughed. Roshanna gave me a thumbs-up sign from the back of the group. After an agonizing wait of five months, I was finally back in Kabul to teach color theory, which was my part of the Beauty Without Borders curriculum. I was so excited to return that it was all I could do to stop grinning. Anisa was an Afghan-Canadian hairdresser who was one of the other volunteers. We were both still pinching ourselves that we were helping to launch this amazing project. I took a deep breath and painted blue and yellow circles a foot below and to the left and right of the red one, as if the three balls were tucked inside the angles of a triangle. Then I mixed colors to make an orange circle between the red and yellow circles, a green circle between the yellow and blue circles, and a violet circle between the blue and red circles.
What do You think about Kabul Beauty School (2007)?
