Going Grey

After yesterday's colourful post some thoughts on lack of colour...

I've always had very dark hair... even as a newborn.

Then in my late twenties the first couple of white hairs appeared and I immediately resorted to a bottle of hair dye. I continued to dye my own hair, keeping it dark, for the next ten years or so. But soon the roots began to show more and the colour didn't look right and so I started to have it coloured at the hairdressers. I went a few shades lighter and had blonde highlights added which tackled the problem of the roots but as the years passed it looked less and less good. The blonde began to look like I was trying too hard and in the winter it started to look decidedly straw like! Also, I was having to have it done more often to keep the roots under control. Unhappy with the way it looked, this autumn I went for a radical change and went coppery red. I thought I was happy until I came home and read a newspaper article that referred to my new shade as "menopausal red"! That was the last straw... at the next appointment my hairdresser was instructed to "Cut it... as short as possible and no colour!"

That was a couple of months and three cuts ago and there still traces of the copper on the ends.

But mostly it's all gone... and for the first time in several years I feel really comfortable with my hair colour.

My hair feels healthier and suits my skin.

It feels like one of the most liberating decisions I've made in a long time!

And think of all that money saved that can be spent on colourful fabric and yarn!