It's happening.
I can't stop it.
And I cannot join that "club".
You wanna know what I am talking about?
Please don't laugh or snicker, just be
empathetic and give suggestions.
I am a girl who gets her hair colored for fun.
You know, highlights sometimes, dark other months of the year...
mix it up now and again and
I try different hair colors and looks for fun.
Well now, I am gonna be getting my hair colored
because......
it's necessary.
I found 6 clear gray hairs last night.
Yes, yes, I have had a couple before, but nothing you would ever see.....
I usually find them when I am washing my face for bed at night, and I decide
to see how bad my roots are, or flossing my teeth
or checking if there are any stray eyebrows to pluck.
Branmuffin is usually laying in bed watching me in the mirror
going..."seriously, what are you doing in there?".
Well this is just different.
It was horrific, in fact.
I brushed my hair and parts of my hairline glistened and sparkled.
Read that again......
I saw parts of my hairline glisten and sparkle.
I like jewelry and things that sparkle...not hairlines.
So, I started plucking, and searching, and finding more
clear gray hairs.
And if I didn't have somewhere to go,
I would've shushed the kids out of my bathroom,
I would've shushed the kids out of my bathroom,
locked the door, and
contorted my body in weird positions to search every
area of my scalp.
Maybe I will train Tatum to be my monkey
and comb my scalp looking for clear gray hairs.
And to be fully honest, cuz I always am with you and everyone
I meet, even in the line at the grocery store.....my hairdresser found
I meet, even in the line at the grocery store.....my hairdresser found
a long clear gray hair in the back of my head one time!
It was probably because I begged her to see if she could find one, cuz
if I ever find them, they are at the top of my head.
I am gonna hire some kid that wants to make
side money, to search my head and pay them
50 cents per clear gray hair strand.
Here is my worst nightmare...
having a long clear gray hair that I am unaware about.
That others could see and notice and not tell me.
Or worse, if they grow near the front of my head/hairline
like Stacy London!
Seriously, why does she not color that,
and am I the only person who has ever wondered that?
This is making me a lil' nuts.
I have been a low-maintenance gal on
the beauty scale and I might have to rethink
my whole mojo.
I'm the gal who leaves the house with wet
hair and just a bit of concealer and blush...now I might have
to be a coiffed hairdo and full on makeup girl.
Seriously, isn't that what happens to
dare I say the words.....Old Ladies?
And so they say...
I don't know what the story is....but I do know that
I am giving each and every one of you permission
that if you are ever around me and seek out a clear gray
hair on my head....you can pluck it!
Pluck it fast, pluck it hard, and even without
warning and I will be forever grateful.
Because you were there for me.....when I needed you most.
So NOT Stinkin' Cute!