I just wanted to lay down and dye

[chekhovian]

Last night, giving in to an impulse that visits me regularly, I dyed my hair.  And not with the kind of haircolor that gradually fades and washes out, the permanent kind, so it's an impulse I'll just be living with now, like a bad marriage.  Only scissors can separate me from my new Light Golden Brown hair.

Actually, it doesn't look terrible, really

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[mistress_kabuki]

The picture is a bit dark but the haircolor seems to look alright. I doubt it looks terrible as all from your description, it probably looks great.

And it really is just hair. I know that I get used to seeing myself a certain way and then when I change it or change on my own, well, it throws a person off I think. Don't let it upset you so much! =)

[chekhovian]

I am just in a mood lately, perhaps because I'm in transition from one place/job/field to another, where everything is momentous and laden with emotional import.

Actually, I tend to just BE that way most of the time... :)

[wonderbink]

My first gray hairs started showing up when I was twenty-four and when they became too numerous to be tweezed away, I resorted to the dye bottle and pretty much have ever since.

Though, admittedly, I tend to let my roots get pretty obvious before I go another round with the chemicals. By that time, things have grown out enough that I just douse the whole mess all over again instead of fiddling with roots for twenty minutes and the rest of it for five.

I try to have fun with it. I went for a long stretch of being a redhead, but the most recent box I bought was chocolate brown, which has faded a bit over time, as haircolor is wont to do. I have no real interest in matching the dye job to my 'natural' color, since I lived with that for years and it was never that exciting anyway. If I'm going to be artificial, it might as well be something I want it to be.

[chekhovian]

True that!

I've never been able to do the root thing.

Haircolor was different for me when my hair was less grey, when I was younger. I didn't worry that I was trying to pass for younger or anything like that - it was just fun to change my hair. It's only since I decided to grow out my hair and see what it was like to be really grey that haircolor began to take on a more sinister meaning to me: I began to feel like haircolor is a desperate sort of nostalgic move.

And I really needn't feel that way.

I also saw my grey hair as a political statement (albeit a tiny political statement) that it was okay to age.

So my ambivalence has been founded on the sense that haircolor is 1) a desperate attempt to recapture my faded youth and 2) a betrayal of my feminist mission to help un-demonize the natural aging process.

But if my hair looks good this way, and I like it (I'm still deciding), then I embrace the will to dye.

[chekhovian]

Hey, I'll be 50 in mid '08. I remember 40. God I was young...

I want to go white, too, and my grandma also had beautiful white hair. I just don't want to go through all the awkward middling grey shades to get there.

But coloring has turned out to be a bit of a commitment - one more thing for me to have to keep up with.

I'm so curious about your "undesirable cut." Describe, please!

Cheers!

[britpoptarts]

I like your hair both ways