As I was getting into the car this morning I caught a glance at my hair as I buckled up. I could easily count 15 grey hairs, including a couple very close to my forehead. The experience reminded me of Valentine's day of 2005 - the evening that I found my first grey hair. But - back to driving to work... I was trying to come to terms with the idea that I'm thirty-three, married, and I have a 17-month old daughter. I say that all with a happy face, but all the sudden I was like - How did all this happen?
Okay, so let's focus on the very important question: How the hell should I hide my growing number of grey strands? Or, should I hide them?
You know that men's hair color commercial, where there's the one guy with grey hair and the other guy with not-grey hair. During the commercial there's the woman who makes reference to the grey-haired guy being smarter, and the not-grey-haired guy having more energy. So, what kind of mind-eff is that? (I'm trying hard not to swear as much because Miss Iolani is now repeating everything I say).
I think for the next couple of months, I think I will let the grey hairs continue to come in. And, at the next hair appointment I'll talk it over with my stylist Christine.