Friday, July 18, 2008

Ponderous

While I was washing my face tonight, I looked at my hair. I got it cut quite short at my last appointment with a brand new stylist, and she definitely gave me my money's worth. I' m pretty sure I won't have to have it cut again before the wedding.

But as I looked at it, I noticed highlights. I thought this was odd, considering I haven't been outside all that much. And then it dawned on me.

Those aren't highlights. They're white, not gray, hairs. Stark white.

It's time to start the all-over coloring.

2 comments:

meesha.v said...

Old age, it sneaks up on you :-)

Anonymous said...

my haircare professional did "low-lights" on my blondish hair when i went gray; worked nicely. age is not necessarily a bad thing! creaky old auntie em