There was no thought behind it. I was bored and in Seattle by myself for four days and walked to the Experience Music Project, and there was a 20th anniversary Nirvana exhibition. Looking at all these old photos reminded me of high school, and I thought, God, I’ve had black hair for so long. I used to dye my hair so much. Why did I stop? Fuck it, I have nothing else to do! So I found some girl that could bleach it for me—she just did four inches by the scalp and then the pink, and the rest is growing out.