Saturday, April 3, 2010
Graying at the Edges
I was sitting at my makeup mirror recently, the scene of all of my greatest torments, and I was just finishing up my hair, which is a very involved process. Right after I had blow-dried, straightened and then curled it into submission, I noticed some gray hair. I had to move my stylist appointment because of my kids' Spring Break this week and now, what do you know? Gray hair.
Do old habits die hard? I reached up my hand and was about to pull one that was making my eyes cross it was so long and scraggly and coming straight at me in the magnifying portion of the mirror, when I looked a little closer. I noticed that about 40% of my roots are gray. I recoiled like I had just missed getting hit by a train. I let my hand flutter back down to my side.
What was I thinking? Was I going to pull every single one of those gray hairs out of my head? Was I going to pluck myself bald?
For goodness sakes, these are not the good old days of finding one gray hair, pulling it out and then, five years later, finding another. That was fun. I know that, at my age, not to look like Albert Einstein with a crazy, electrified shock of white hair means I'm doing pretty well, but that doesn't mean I get to go on a rampage and pull them all out. Right?
I'm already in deep trouble with my hair stylist because right after I had my last cut I was unhappy with one little area on my head and decided to cut it myself. So I hacked a big piece off and left myself with a mullet on top. There's no way she's not going to notice this since it's uneven and about eight inches shorter than the rest of my hair. So I'm already in enough trouble with her without yanking grays and ending up with tiny, scraggly gray hairs popping out of my scalp just in time for my next appointment - the second the kids get back to school.
So, I ignore it. I take a deep breath. I ignore the silvery flash in a line straight down the center of my head, like a skunk. And I walk away from the mirror.
Ever tempted to yank out all your gray hairs? Do you pull them or dye them? Or are you going gray naturally? Ever spontaneously cut your hair - badly? If you have a hair stylist do you get along or are you constantly switching stylists?