Tuesday 23 August 2016

Grey Hair

I have been blonde now for about 15 years.  I've loved it.  I think I looked so much better than my mousy brown that always caused me problems.  We didn't have a great relationship.  Having my hair dyed seemed to leave it more manageable.  It behaved itself more.

Then, a few months ago I found I was getting thoroughly bored at the hairdressers.  It's franchised in a hotel that has that 'oh so modern' dreary brown decor and I find the whole atmosphere depressing. 

I decided there were too many women of my age with dyed blonde hair.

I no longer liked the thought of all those chemicals going on my head.

I mentioned going grey to my hairdresser.  You'd have thought I'd suggested having my face tattooed.  She was dead against it, listing all the problems, how it would age me.

I told her looking younger wasn't one of my aims.  I might have been speaking in an alien language, the incomprehension on her face.

So, I have decided to grow the blonde out.  I realise it's going to look like s*** for some time, it's going to be painful and I am open to the possibility I might run screaming back to my hairdresser begging for help but for now, three months in, this is how far I've got:-


I have a feeling hats and scarves are going to feature largely in my wardrobe for the next year or so.

Blessings,
Andi xx