I fought the gray and the gray won
I love trends, especially when they save me time and money. Since granny gray is in, it was time to have a chat with my hairdresser.
I’ve been coloring my hair since I was a teenager. My first gray hair appeared before I was packed for college. I’ve been some shade of red ever since. At this point in my life, I have to color my roots every 17 days in order to maintain the color. Two boxes twice a month. Red doesn’t cling to gray long.
My hairdresser understood my desire to go natural but wouldn’t double process my hair into a gray shade so my naturals could flow in. Too damaging. So now I’m a transitional blonde as my roots come in. And it’s weird. I feel like some of my personality washed away with the red.
I’m waiting on the “more fun” part of being a blonde. Right now I’ve got “more time.”