I knew it would come to this
Today, I found the most glorious Wired-colored jacket you have ever seen. It was patchwork velvet -- copper and pumpkin and lilac and spice brown and gold.
I didn't buy it. Because I put it on and it killed my hair. It made you realize that my hair is a little on the drab and ashy side. It made me look overall pale and wan. I may not be an autumn anymore, or at least moving away from it.
This is not, precisely, a surprise. Mom went grey pretty early, too, although she started at dark brunette, so her transition was a more graceful salt-and-pepper. By 45 or so, it was more silver than dark. And I found my own first grey hair before I'd ever been kissed.
I know I could take up highlighting and retain the sunny blonde bits. But I can't even manage to get my hair cut consistently when I should. How much worse would it be to have a haircolor habit to keep up? (maybe when we have more money, hahaha). I know that the lack of natural sun exposure is making my hair the drabbest it gets. But I also know that I am over 30, and that nature is like this, and that these are the very first hints of my croning.
So I didn't buy the lovely autumn patchwork which did nothing for me, and I did get the vest of sari silk in brilliant jewel tones.
Time is like that.
I didn't buy it. Because I put it on and it killed my hair. It made you realize that my hair is a little on the drab and ashy side. It made me look overall pale and wan. I may not be an autumn anymore, or at least moving away from it.
This is not, precisely, a surprise. Mom went grey pretty early, too, although she started at dark brunette, so her transition was a more graceful salt-and-pepper. By 45 or so, it was more silver than dark. And I found my own first grey hair before I'd ever been kissed.
I know I could take up highlighting and retain the sunny blonde bits. But I can't even manage to get my hair cut consistently when I should. How much worse would it be to have a haircolor habit to keep up? (maybe when we have more money, hahaha). I know that the lack of natural sun exposure is making my hair the drabbest it gets. But I also know that I am over 30, and that nature is like this, and that these are the very first hints of my croning.
So I didn't buy the lovely autumn patchwork which did nothing for me, and I did get the vest of sari silk in brilliant jewel tones.
Time is like that.