Color Corrections

Remember that snow I mentioned in my last post?  Well, that was just the beginning.  But, I won't bore you with a lot of snow talk today; let's talk new hair color instead. 
Two and a half years ago, I stopped heat styling my hair to attempt to correct some of the serious damage that had been done.  Not seeing the dramatic results I had hoped for, I also stopped coloring my hair 18 months ago. I am not the most patient person, and this was truly a test, but I was determined to have healthier hair, so I gritted my teeth and put up with the process.  After a year and a half, my hair was softer but no less frizzy and much, much grayer than I realized.  I'm not opposed to gray hair, especially when it turns a witchy silvery white.  I'm also not opposed to aging naturally, in spite of the fact that it doesn't seem like there are any shining examples of it to follow.  It seems like everyone I know is either getting over loaded with fillers, botox, and God knows what else, or else has completely given up on their appearance altogether by buzzing their hair off and climbing into a track suit to wither and die; there's no middle ground!

My gray hair wasn't really pretty.  At all.  I kept hoping and waiting but when it was all grown in, I had to admit it made me look rather pale, and in my opinion, it made me look much older than I am ready to look.  So, after much debate, I enlisted the help of my new hair stylist, who is very talented indeed, and didn't charge me an arm and a leg to color my hair.  She assured me that what she was using would be far less harsh on my hair than box dye, and in order to give us the maximum time between visits (for the sake of my scalp health), I opted to keep my white streak in the front as it would be impossible to go eight weeks without some serious roots showing.  My stylist also has been working with me on reshaping my bangs.  They've gotten way too thick over the years and it was time for a change.

I immediately loved the cut!  I loved the color too, however, the first night after getting the color, I lay awake for hours, wondering if I had made a mistake and would have to start over on the painstakingly slow regrowth process.  The next morning, I did my makeup and put on something I loved but was starting to feel "too old" to wear everytime I saw my very gray-haired self in it.  This time, it felt right, because this bit of color, to me feels like the perfect middle ground.  No injections and no intentions of getting any, but also not giving up.  I'm not trying to look 25, just a more polished version of my actual age, which is 43 in case you're wondering, and I am very pleased with the results.

Photo bombed by the ninja cat!

Outfit Info:  Foxglove dress in Ornament print from Selkie, Kate Spade Strawberry Earrings and Necklace