my hair is gray. Wham Bang, Thank you ma’am.
Ok, it’s not completely gray, and I did sort of do it on purpose. After colouring my hair for about ten years I decided to let it grow out to see what color it actually is. Though new growth would come in mostly gray, letting me know it was time for a refresh, I wanted to know if I was completely gray. I thought while my hair was shortish it would be a good time to let it grow out. Which I have now done. And which I don’t think I like.
It’s not that I want to look older than I actually am, but I also don’t want to look fake. I have left hair salons on numerous occasions with brown and orange hair. I guess it has something to do with warm and cool highlights and lowlights. All I wanted was some blonde streaks, what we used to call hair being touched by the sun. How do you get that I’d like to know. Oh I know, I know. You get it from the bleach bottle under the bathroom sink. So right now my hair is dark grey and light gray. Maybe it would look better in the summer. We’ll see if I can hold on that long.
I guess that’s all I’ve got for now. I will admit that I haven’t left the house all day with it being J6 Day. It just isn’t safe out there.
Adios
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