I noticed the winter paleness was already setting in, perhaps a result of having 3 sunny days in the entire month of October. I made a mental note to use a little blush so I could look human again. I noticed a pimple on my chin and sighed. 40 years old and I'm still getting pimples.
I moved on to my hair. As I said before, I'm a bit vain about my hair. I like it to look good. For a while now, I've been getting red highlights in my hair. I love them. They make me feel like a rebellious teenager at 40. But they don't last. I had them done 3 weeks ago and as I looked in the mirror I saw a blondish, pinkish, orangey mess. Not good. So I don't think I'll be getting them the next time I go in.
Then I looked at my roots. My hair has been colored various shades over the past 20 years and I don't know my real color anymore. I didn't get my roots done last time I went in, so its been over two months and you couldn't tell. So apparently I'm paying money to dye my hair its natural color (well with a little more red but its basically the same).
My inspection was almost over and I was ready to go to bed when I saw it. At first I wasn't sure what I saw. I thought it might be, but no it couldn't really be. Could it? No it definitely was. A grey hair. My first grey hair.
I felt a strange sensation. It wasn't sadness. It wasn't regret at getting older. I am older, its a fact.
It was something much weirder. I was excited. I felt this strange thrill at having my first grey hair.
Why? Well I still feel like this stupid little kid most of the time. I feel like I have no idea what is going on. And maybe, just maybe grey hair will impart some sort of wisdom on me.
Illogical I know. Give me a week and I'm sure I'll hate it.
9 comments:
Totally illogical! But good for you for not freaking out. I'm sure I will, when the day comes!
If grey hair imparts wisdom, then I've been wise since I was 16. Seriously, I started going grey at 16. Thank goodness for good hairdressers and dye -- lots and lots of dye!
Speaking as a 34 year old with lots of them, let me tell you that they don't impart wisdom. They're just a pain in your @#$ and force you to keep up at the colorist every month. Good for you for not freaking out! I hope your good attitude rubs off on me.
Be happy you made it to 40 before you got your first one. I've have had them for several years now and believe I have earned every single one I have. I decided that if that's what God wants me to have then that's what I'll do. I'm tired of having to keep up with the color, so it's au natural for me.
Holy shit woman. I started getting a few at 22 FREAKING years old.
hey girl...come over and babies your nieces and nephew...your head will be covered in grey in no time!!!
I say pluck that baby out with your tweezers next time you're doing your eyebrows. I find a white hair once every few months and I don't hesistate to disappear them without a second thought. Those stories you hear about "ten growing back it's place?" Total BS wives tale - I've been doing it for years.
Wait - did you say that you were happy about this? Then throw out the welcome mat I guess. My grandmother would have been proud. She once said to me, "I hope you won't color your hair when you start to go gray dear - I do think salt and pepper hair is awfully attractive." This sounds best if you imagine it in a country club accent.
Welcome to the club! My hair has been turning white since my mid-twenties. I don't even get excited when I see white eyebrow hairs anymore. Dye it all, I say!
As I type this I have 4 pea sized sits on my face. They hurt and are totally red. I agree at 40 this stage should be over but can't seem to convince my skin or hormones to kindly knock it off. Now throw in the peri-meno state and I'm a party to be around! Have you found those chin wiskers yet - sigh - I have here? It only gets better right?!
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