the land full of silver (aka: my hair)
i just turned 42 last week. you’d think i was seventy with all this gray that’s cropping up. (wait, grey?) i almost wanted to just let my hair go natural, take on the whole crazy-curly-white-haired-witch-lady look. my sister advises against this. i guess i look like i’m still in the 26-32 age bracket, so she says having my natural grey hair would confuse people. maybe they’d start asking me if i have some kind of hair disease or something.
so for now, it’s like the kentucky derby around here. color hair. fight off greys. greys grow back. color hair. i can’t seem to convince them to stay the color i want, little pukers.
so for now, i have a sprinkling of glitter in my hair i guess…