In the last seven years, my hair became less abundant and much, much more grey.
I continued to color, more frequently, with Henna/Indigo, occasionally slipping into the world of box dyes, only to return to Henna with slightly fried-and-still-red hair. Henna might be limited on an epic scale in the color department, but it does not harm your hair, and the finer my hair became, the less it tolerated the harsh chemicals.
ANY color is better than showing your grey, right?
That's what I thought for the longest time. I was saddened at the loss of my lovely brown and hateful towards the changes that come with aging. Depressed. Angry. Tired.
I am over it. As of today, I vow never to dye my hair again. I've created this blog to chronicle the changes in my hair as it transforms from a badly-needing-a-dye-job skunk striped mess to what I hope will be a graceful and lovely salt and pepper grey. What shade of grey am I now? Over the next few months, we're going to find out!