I was not blessed genetically when things were cooking (if you know what I mean) when I was born I had a head of hair. Thick, coarse, wiry brown hair. Not a nice chestnut brown, just a plain old ordinary dank dark brown. Sometimes in the sun there was a hint of red (obviously where baby bear #2 gets some of her gorgeous colour from).
It was always kept cut short – very short and I was frequently mistake for a boy – the 4th son…not very charming to a young girl. So you can see a bit of a hair thing creeping in, can’t you?
Then at 12 something awful happened…
I started to go grey. Yes – genetics. My father was completely grey before 30 so there really wasn’t a whole lot of hope for me.
3 years ago I made the choice to stop dying my hair to cover the greys…it was consuming and expensive. Every 2 weeks to cover up the greys was just crazy. I start to put a few blonde foils in. It worked for a little while, disguising the greys but the colour was really not me.
So I stopped.
Yep, nothing. No colour. Nada.
It was liberating. I felt free. There were a few people at work who made a big fuss about how awful it was and that I was aging myself and blah de blah blah. It was their issue – their problem. I did not care.
In September of last year I had the remaining colour cut off and went completely natural for the first time in…a very long time.
Let’s face it, George has always been a bit of a spunk.
This lady would look good in just about anything but Meryl with grey hair is stunning.
Helen looks fantastic.
Well this funny man says grey is not to be sneered at.
Jamie Lee well she was probably the first to start and she is hot.
And then there is our Nic, see what she is let creeping in at the top and the sides?