When I was 24 I got my first gray hair. It was sticking straight up and was thick, kinky and wiry, not like the rest of the hair I had on my head.
A co- worker pointed it out to me and after looking in the mirror, I asked her to pull it out for me, which she did.
It’s now almost 20 years later, and while my gray hair is coming in slowly, it’s still coming in. One side is grayer than the other and every time I see it creeping, I’m not a fan of the way it washes me out and makes me look dull.
While it would be freeing to let it go – and I’d love to join in on the #grayhairdontcare movement – I just can’t.
However, I must say the women who can look beautiful and wonderful. Gray looks so and amazing on so many women. I just am not one of them.
Women are letting their grays grow in and take over. They could give zeros shits about losing their natural colour.
But there are also women who have beautiful brown, red or blonde hair who are choosing to dye their locks gray and look so badass I almost want to do it.
If Keeping My Gray Away Makes Me Vain, I’m Okay With That
Maybe I’m vain, but I’ll colour my grays until I die, thankyouverymuch.
I don’t have that beautiful silver hair with highlights that look lustrous and natural. My gray hair drags me down and makes me look invisible. I’m positive it would add about 15 years to my face and not go at all with my fair skin and reddish tone that always peeks through my BB cream no matter how much I use.
Getting My Hair Coloured Means A Few Hours All To Myself – And I Deserve It
And I’m not willing to give up my time with my hairdresser. I love every moment of sitting in that chair and she foils my hair and we try and solve all the problems of the world. Visiting her has become an amazing therapy for me and one of my favourite ways to take care of myself.
Not to mention how relaxing it is to have another person run their fingers through your hair. To me, it’s worth all the money I shell out every 7 weeks to have my roots and highlights done to hide those grays that are trying to make their way through my hair and ruin me.
I won’t lie– I’m definitely jealous of these women who can pull of that silver fox look, but I have to face the fact I am not one of them. At the mere sight of my frizzy grays, I start counting down the days until my hair can come to life again and I can feel more like myself.
Maybe the day will come when I won’t care and I let my hair go gray, but I don’t think that will ever happen.
I’m too attached to my natural brunette hair and I’m not ready to let it go. I’ve heard some say they think gray hair on a woman is sexy and distinguished and attractive no matter what — but I can assure you I’d change their mind in a jiffy.
So, if you need me I’ll be over here in the chair spending gobs of money on keeping these grays away and enjoying every second of it.