So, the decision’s been made. Silver it is then!
Now, of course, it’s time to start considering how I’m going to deal with this transition malarkey.
What to do. What to do?
I’ve chatted on-line to women who’ve tried every which way of approaching this issue.
What To Do With Multi-Coloured Locks
Some, with flowing locks, leave it long until/unless they feel unable handle the colour difference. At that juncture they may opt for:
- Mid Length – Safe (although still a wrench for anyone with waist length locks).
- A Bob – Daring for some.
- A Pixie – Most would need to carefully consider this option. It’s a biggie!
To get through the transition people try:
- Bleaching
- High-lighting
- Tints
- Home-sourced methods of stripping colour
- Weaves
- Fancy ‘up-do’s
- Clip-in extensions
- Wigs
- Hair Pieces
- Special shampoos/products/treatments/
You name it, I’ve been reading about it. 😉
It all sounds a little daunting to someone who’s life-long routine has been regular root touch up and a daily 10 minute wash’n’rough dry, with just a slick of conditioner.
Normal Friends? (No Thanks!)
I’ve been busy making lovely new social media friends (in my secret places).
And it was one of those very women who inspired me to ditch the dye, after a fun chat during which we clocked that not only had we both last coloured on around the same date but were also blessed with a similar sense of humour.
The deal was struck!
Of course, like buses, another fabulous sister joined us in the queue. And another. All of us have been leaning on the dark side.
Of hair colour. 😉
Talk of pixie cuts dominated a group of several silver foxes one afternoon recently and without warning, one of my 3 newbies announced she was about to take drastic measures.
“I’m going IN!” she posted the following lunch-time.
Oo-er!
Shoulder length mane to pixie AND dark brown to pale blonde in ONE swift session? (She even had a new dark streak added to the fringe, just to add to the statement!)
Now I know this is ‘only’ hair – and yes, we need to keep it in perspective at all times – but I have to say my level of respect hit the roof.
‘I’ve worn a pixie before. I like immediate results. And I’m different.’ she reassured us. *Or words that were similar, anyway.
Me. Likey.
I mean, there I am, busy saluting her bold approach to this project whilst simultaneously wimpering at the mere ‘thought’ of cutting my not-exactly-extravagant tresses.
There’s only one way to beat the potential blues.
Raid every cupboard and storage shelf for hats/scarves/anything that may provide an interim solution when the ‘skunk stripe’ makes a little more ‘noise.’ (For photographers and people in film, let’s call that ‘white’ noise. Arf Arf.)
I should note here that ‘skunk’ is the name I’ve seen many women calling the widening silver stripe on the crown of the head. It has many names, most of which I forget. Not all appear to be popular.
I’m not familiar with hair-protocol in the main, but I’m going to create my own.
You know me.
Wink.
Introducing Ben The Badger
Badgers are indigenous to the good old UK. So he’s now my buddy for the next few months.
Let’s call him … Ummmmmm …
Well you’ve just seen the heading. 😉
Hello, Ben the Badger.
Aw. I’ve just gotten myself another new friend. (Emotive sigh.)
Ben’s just a baby at the moment. Do you see him on the left? In normal light he looks silvery and in the sun he looks ever so pretty and white.
I can’t say I’m quite as keen on him when I pull my hair back. But we’re working on that part of our relationship. Early days. Early days.
How To Be A Wicked ‘Hat Mummy’
I’ve always aspired to wear hats but not felt as though they suit me too well. They tend to be bought, then stored. Poor little sausages get one or two outings at best before they’re doomed to a life of darkness.
What a wicked ‘hat mummy’ I am.
But now? Joy! Hello little babies. I’m coming to fiiiiiiiind youuuuuuuuu ….!
Don’t get yourself too excited, but here’s my smart phone, ‘selfie’ ‘Hat Fashion Parade’ from last week.
Just for you .. 😉
I quite like this one. It does feel rather stumpy though. If I pull it down far enough to cover my ears, it also covers half my vision. Still. It’s suitably ‘Hollywood’ in its white fluffiness, so this is currently on the cards for cold winter days.
You visit a country summer fayre, buy a pair of country boots and next minute, you need the jacket, the hat and .. well .. just a lodge in the country to match! (Worn once.)
Okay. This is waaaay to much fabric to actually be practical (not visible, but I had to fold the scarf 4 times to fit on my tiny, girly little head). (Ahem.)
I’m thinking ‘hippy-60’s-overweight-dark-Twiggy-non-lookalikey’ …
Sticking with the scarf theme, I wondered if I could rock a winter colour …
Until I’m advised by another silver sister that when she adopted this ‘look,’ a woman in church invited her to join her prayer group, thinking she was ill.
Oh dear.
This was never going to really work for me.
Was it ….
Another random purchase on a winter trip abroad.
It’s my ‘in case there’s snow’ hat.
(When it snows, I then manage without.)
So … that’s my entire collection of ‘headwear.’ Minus a fluffy hat ring (similar to the Hollywood hat, but without a top.)
As you can see, it’s not something I’ve indulged in with much vigour.
However, needs must my dahhhhling! So if you notice someone wandering around looking self conscious in a few weeks time, ignore her. It’s just me, dealing with the fact that Ben has experienced a growth spurt and parted the Dead Sea.
Coming Up …
On Friday we’ll zip back to the 80’s.
I know. You’re horrified.
But it may make you smile … 😉
Are you tempted to join me yet? Come on. I know there are already a few ‘lurkers.’ 😉
Till Friday!
