I’m gonna do it! I’m going to embrace the grey!
Everyone’s doing it so I will be cool. ‘Everyone’ of course being all the 19 year olds who know that grey is ‘cool’ or ‘mint’ or whatever the young-people-ish word is for ‘of the moment’. Thing is, like my good buddy pointed out the other day, the de rigueur way to go grey isn’t quite the way I’ll be doing it. Salt ‘n’ pepper isn’t en vogue. THIS is. The girls going grey are not quite going grey. It’s more of a Phyllis from Corrie colour:
Course I’m no stylist…but that’s the colour it looks like to me! 😛
They team it with a line free complexion, no bra (but their tits stay up) and lots of smouldering smokey eye make up.
I’ve been going grey since school. I remember my mate Elizabeth plucking a silver hair out of my head in Science when I was 14. I left my roots appointment too late for my prom and ended up having a terrible helmet hair style purely to cover my greys. Seriously. It’s BAD.
As I’ve said..I’m gonna follow suit. If the yoof can do it, I’ll be damned if I’m paying £70 a month to get my skunk-line covered up.
I have attempted to go grey before and failed because I couldn’t stand the transition-phase. At the moment I am colouring the stripe with a semi-permanent ash-blonde from a box until I can chop off the dark brown hair. I already had about 10 inches cut off it, but don’t really want to go too short so this is it until I can get it cut again:
I took that selfie for you. I didn’t really realise it looked that bad. Ugh.
Makes me want to reach for the ‘phone and book myself in for a colour-job. Good job it’s Easter Monday and they are shut. It’s fine I’ll just trowel a load of make up on and hope for the best. And think of people who have aged gracefully like Helen Mirren and Judy Dench and Jamie Lee Curtis and… hang on, they are all older than me by 20 years. Oh shit.