Grey Lady

I'm going grey. Scratch that. I have GONE grey! And to be honest, I'm not too worried about it. I do firmly believe that I am too young to be going grey, but there it is. Fact of life, heredity, whatever. It doesn't stress me out as bad as it did only two short years ago, when I was turning 31 and noticing my first greys. Whoa, I almost wrote 30 there! Time sure does fly when you are getting on in years!

But I dye my hair, so nobody is the wiser. I can fool the world, but I can't fool me.

And while articles like this are inspiring, I am not 57 years old. I am still young - in age and at heart - so why shouldn't I try to look the part?!

Because I'm tired of it, that's why.

I want to be a redhead because I want to stand out in a crowd. But can't I also do that by showing off my natural self...cause I'm pretty "out there" from the hairline down as well!

I looked in the mirror the other day, and I thought to myself: "I am comfortable with being grey-haired at 35." That's in two years. That's a lot of hair dye to make it through before I can throw in the towel!

This isn't me standing on a box, being all self-righteous, telling you to "be natural" and to "be happy with who you are as you were made" or to age naturally or gracefully or whatever. Do what you want, what do I care?! I don't have some sort of monopoly on the subject of beauty and being a lady.

I am not lady like after all.

This is a decisions I have made for myself. Learn from it, take something from it if you will. And if you don't, hey that's fine too.

And if you're laughing at me right now, that's great too!

So this is the last box friends. I'm making a promise and I need you to help me stick to it. Through all the regrowth and fading and getting used to "the real me"...oh barf.

Red hair I love you, but I'm over it.

I hope the gentlemen in my life can make the adjustment...wink! And as one of them so kindly pointed out, I can always go back to red if I change my mind. Smart ass.

later loves