Gray Hair Beauty

I’ve never hawked beauty products on my blog before. I’m only doing it now because if someone had shared this information with me when I first stopped dyeing my hair, I’d have saved a load of time and money.  I’ve learned a thing or two in my six years of gray hair and now I’m going to share my highly valuable beauty information with you. First of all, now that I have gray hair, I can’t wear too much makeup or else I look like an exhausted extra on The Golden Girls. I used to love eyeshadow and all that stuff, but now,…

Hair Retrospective

In an if-you-give-a-mouse-a-muffin scenario, I decided to write a post about Gray Hair Beauty. In order to prepare for this post, I had to look through old photos of hairdos I’ve sported through the years. When looking through the pictures, I realized that I wanted to share with you all of the different hair journeys I’ve taken to land at a full head of gray in my forties. I’ll still do the Gray Hair Beauty post, but first here’s a post of different hairdos I’ve had for the past forty-one years. Remember this is a Back-To-School Issue September challenge, so…

I Stopped Dyeing My Hair

In the late nineties my baby and I waited at the corner of Euclid for my husband to get out of class at UC Berkeley so we could go to dinner when a beautiful young woman walked towards us down Hearst Avenue. We were about the same age, twenty-seven or twenty-eight. She wore a plaid skirt and tweed jacket like somebody out of The Paper Chase and her long hair was shot with gray. I stood amazed, fraught with jealousy, horrified. By the time she passed us without even a smile for the baby, I had constructed an entire mythology surrounding her. She was…