I’ve been dyeing my hair for what feels like forever. I think the last time I rocked my natural color from roots to ends, gosh… It must’ve been when I was in my 20s. Maybe? It’s been a really long time.
I’m currently two weeks out from a hair coloring appointment with my friend Alis, who lives and works in Las Vegas but visits here to California every couple of months and takes some appointments (I usually go every six to eight weeks).
Girl, I love going to the salon. It’s like a getaway experience for me. For two hours, I tune out, read trashy magazines and just get to be pampered for that short block of time. 🙂 Ah…
But even though it’s a fun thing for me, little by little, it’s starting to feel less like a treat, and more like hair handcuffs, because now whenever I go, it’s like, “Ugh, gotta cover up these grays!” My hair is getting to the point where my roots are very obvious while they’re growing out.
I’m seriously considering letting my hair go to its natural raw state, but I just don’t know if there’s an elegant way to make the jump to gray, especially with dark hair.
Yes, this is not a serious problem in the greater scheme of things. I realize this, but still.
Maybe it would be easier if I were completely gray. I’m probably about 15% now. Actually, more than that. Maybe 20%. 30%? Anyway, now gray hairs are starting to show up in my baby hairs on my forehead and, like, in my bangs and on the veeeeeery top of my head, so they aren’t as easy to hide.
If I were 100% gray already, at least it would be a single color, like cool girl gray hair, but that’s not the case. I would be salt ‘n’ pepper, but without the dope rhymes or Spinderella.
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