I have been coloring my hair since 6th grade when my mom first let me use sun-in to lighten my hair and eventually we moved up to real highlights. In high school, my hair was a different color every month. Hair color is the fastest way to make a dramatic change. When you couldn't lose 10 lbs overnight, and your body thought it should be a fat, wooden plank, hair color could make the change you so desperately wanted.
When I met me husband nearly eight years ago I was a red head, of sorts. Since then I've been a ditsy blond, brainy brunette and an enigma rolled in black hair. I haven't colored my hair in over 6 months. I just couldn't decide who I wanted to be. In this time of self discovery I have discovered I am gray. There is a substantial gray patch at my right temple and several announcing there arrival at my crown.
Tonight dear husband declared his love for my red hair. It's not really red; just fading maple over blond highlights. I'd really love to go back to dark brown or black, but then I'd lose the gray, and I really kind of like it.
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I used to colour my hair too, but haven't done so in years. Too many colouring accidents. At one point, I had bright orange hair for a few days. Not a good look for me. So I'm just waiting for it to go gray ... should happen any time now.
Thanks for swinging by my blog earlier.
(My word verification thingy is "cavypout", which I think sounds kind of dark and sulky. Don't you?)
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