I’m testing the theory that if you pull one grey hair, three will grow back in its place. I hope it’s false because I just spent 20 minutes pulling grey hairs from my head.
Let’s face it, turning 40 along with the inevitable gray hairs, more cellulite, sagging boobs, wrinkles, bad sleep, back pain, teeth issues… sucks. I wonder if my best friend from childhood is turning grey too? She lives too far away now to discretely check.
It wasn’t until my hair stylist laughed when I suggested I was “starting” to get grey hairs… “Starting?!” he laughed and proceeded to cut 5 long ones and let them drop on the black cape. “It’s just you can’t see them because of your natural color.” OK. I get it. Denial. I’m in denial.
I was thinking I could escape the greying shit. Never mind all my friends have grey hair & my ex-husband has grey hair. I just thought I didn’t … but upon closer inspection they are here… and they’re here in numbers!
Don’t get me wrong—grey hair can be lovely… on OTHER women and men… distinguished and sexy … just not me … not yet. You need to be comfortable in your skin to properly sport grey hair. You need to be wise and settled….like my grandmother was. You know, like Jane Goodall… not someone who is still confused about what she wants to be when she grows up.
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