Thirty three years is a long time to be putting those chemicals on my head. And as the years passed, and my real hair turned closer and closer to white, it became a bi-weekly event to be sitting at the salon for hours, or coloring it myself at home.
This was my natural haircolor – before any dye and before children. I was 17, and a freshman in college in this photo.
Over the years the color varied only a little. Sometimes I went a little lighter, sometimes more auburn. But essentially I remained a fairly consistent medium to dark brown. Here is a photo from 2013. You can see I have aged 40+ years, but my hair has not.
To begin preparing myself (and my husband) for this change, I decided in August to begin to let the gray grow in at the temples, just so I could get used to seeing some gray around my face. I actually liked the softness of the gray, though I was a little taken aback at how white my hair is now. You can see the temples in this photo taken at the end of September.
I colored my hair again just before Christmas, on December 21 -- and after looking at all the options I think that might be the last time. So now it is 3 weeks since my last full coloring. Normally I would have colored it myself on January 4. At 3 weeks, I already have quite a defined white 'skunk' line.




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