Friday, January 23, 2009
Yes, that's the real color.
UH! Can I just say, yes, that is the real color of my hair. It is gray. I do not cover them up. If I did choose to color my hair at this point, it would be black with hot pink streaks, just because I think that looks cool. But, I choose not to color my hair. So, I get to endure, when I see people I have not seen in a while, say things like - "Dang, girl, when did you get so gray?!" or "Wow, it's been so long, you have so much gray hair now!"
All the while I refrain from saying, "Why yes, and you have put on an extra 40lbs." Ok, I digress. I choose not to color my hair. If it was up to just me, then yes, I probably would. But here is the thing. I am in this thing called marriage. So, I ask my husband his opinion about gray hair. Turns out he loves it. He thinks it makes one look wise and distinguished. So, I play along. I need all the help in the wisdom department I can get. Distinguished, well, I don't think I will ever get that one nailed down. Plus at the end of the day it really does save my dear husband a boat load of money, me not going to the hairdresser to get it colored.
So, world, here I am, loud and proud, a 30-something gray haired woman! I figure if my man loves it and me, then there is nothing wrong with gray hair!