To dye, or not to dye – that is the very vexed question for women (and some men) of a certain age. A proudly salt and pepper Caroline Baum looks at the pros and cons. ~January 26, 2008 Good Weekend
It was with great interest that I read the article titled “Silver Linings” in the Sydney Morning Herald Good Weekend insert.
Now, I’m 36. I’m not ashamed or embarrassed to tell anyone my age. Most of the time I’m still 18 in my head.
And I’m not going grey.
I can’t wait until my hair starts to turn. I tell my husband I’m going to be Dame Judi Dench – short, grey hair & proud of it!
But so many women dread finding that first grey hair.
I have a very dear girlfriend, who is approaching her 50th birthday with impending doom. She informs me that she is leaving the country, because she doesn’t want to celebrate this birthday with anyone.
Now, she has religiously had her greys blonded – every 6 weeks – for some time now. One day, as she was bemoaning her grey regrowth, I asked her why she didn’t let it grow out. I can’t remember her exact answer, but she assured me that the day I found my first grey hair, I would rush off and have it coloured.
My response was the I was going to embrace my grey.
For me, turning grey is a natural, normal part of the ageing process. Think of the triple goddess – Maiden, Mother, Crone. I’ve quite happily done the first 2, now for the Crone. And I don’t think of Crone as the haggard, bent & wizened old woman clutching a walking stick. Think Dame Judi Dench. And have you seen Jamie-Lee Curtis?
Plus I hate the though of all the chemicals associated with dyeing.
So, who of you out there is grey already? Have you embraced it, or did the thought terrify you?
Young or young at heart, share your grey. Drop me a line & share your experiences, thoughts & feelings on the subject. Let’s start a grey revolution!