I never did finish "25 Days of Books." I can't believe I faithfully did it for 24 days then on the 25th and final day, I just couldn't bring myself to post anything. I still can't, even if I know exactly who I'll be posting about. But I figure I've got until Friday to do it. Surely you can hang on until then.
The week between Christmas and New Year's has, for some time now, been one of my favorite weeks of the year. It is, after all, the week I "met" my husband Mick online fourteen years ago. He responded to my personal ad on AOL Digital City LA and we corresponded a couple of days before talking on the telephone. The whole thing culminated in a New Year's Eve 1996 meeting (technically we met in person on January 1, 1997). Picture me shoving a plastic cup full of champagne into his hand and saying "here, drink this quick." These were my first words to him face-to-face, and I think he knew then he had a keeper.
But that isn't even what I came here to post about. For several years now, I've been fantasizing about letting my hair grow in gray. Oh, it's not as if I'm snow white on top, but I do have quite a few pretty little gray hairs that are just aching to come out.
When I presented my plan to my aunt, a look of horror crossed her face. Her response, as she petted her own perfectly highlighted hair, was: "Why would you ever do that? You'd look like some old hippie."
Okay, so I'll admit that the idea would be better if I had a sexy little gray strip at the front, but who says a woman can't grow gray, as nature intended and still be beautiful? I spend well over a thousand dollars every year and many hours in a chair every other month or so, being carefully colored and highlighted.
It just seems like maybe there's more to life than that.
At this point it's pretty certain I will keep up my coloring/highlighting ways. But one of these days, don't be surprised if you find me proudly sporting my graying coiff.
3 Replies to “Shades of Gray”
I think you should go for it. Did you notice my gray stripe in my new pictures? It came in last year after much trauma induced by having a special needs teenager. I fought with it all year. Dyed it, streaked it and finally… just embraced it.
I’m not yet ready for the salt and pepper look, but this little gray streak wormed its way into my heart much like showing off a big scar to impress your friends. Now I coat it in Vaseline before doing my own dye job (yes, I’m cheap and experienced.)
The main reason I would say that I dye my hair however is to give it texture. My hair is so straight and thin that a little damage helps it look better.
Hair is always one of my favorite topics!
What a nice thing to say, Sabrina. Thank you!
There is nothing wrong with gray! I say try it. If you don’t like it you can always go back to the coloring/highlighting ways. Plus, you’re beautiful, and the graying hair isn’t going to change that.