I’m the same. But I have the thin hair, tired looking eyes, never quite what most people think of pretty. I can’t even look in the mirror sometimes when I walk through a store. It’s easier now, though it is still tough.
I could write an epistle on bad hair days, but will save you and just give you the cliff notes.My Mother always cut everyone's hair in our family including her own, bless you Mum, but not the best looking cuts.My first professional hair cut was in my late teens. Looking back at old photographs, I have to laugh at the hilarious "blob" of hair where bangs should be. What was I thinking? have no idea how iI got it to look like that, rollers may be? My hair didnt look much better during nursing school.The powers to be didnt care as long as it was off the collar.The "Blob" remained.
When I immigrated to the US, my husbands aunt, who was a hairdresser, would cut my hair for free as we were pretty broke back then. The "Blob" was gone for good. In my early 30's I started to go very grey, especially around my face. Well meaning fellow workers and others would tut,tut about the grey and would put it down to the death of my husband so young. Wrong !!!!!. It's genetics as in gene IRF4 inherited from my Mother, her Mother and so on.After getting tired of people telling me I looked tired( I was) and pale,I decided to dye my hair. Interestingly the more white hair I acquired the harder it was to color. It would end up too dark, and there was always the white streak as it grew out.To be truthful I looked like a "tart". Ben, not his real name as he is still out there, refused to entertain doing something different. Said I would look too old if iIdidnt color it. It was time for a change anyway. Ben, a lovely gay man, was always fighting or breaking up with partners and I became his therapist. Not to mention my hair was at great peril during these events.
My next hairdresser worked well with me and we started doing a reverse weave, I was happy with this, but it took a too much time out of my hectic days and cost a lot. My next major change came about because of a trip to Africa. We were very limited on luggage, very small soft bag only as we would be taking a few bush planes with limited space for luggage. No room for hairdryers etc. I was due to get my hair streaked again, but in a sudden rash decision I decided to forgo the streaking and cut it all off. Now I was all white for first time. With some trepidations I went to the OR the next day and the first person I meet was Dr Chachas. He gadded my head with both hands a ruffled my hair, saying "I love this". He made my day ans I've never looked back from my wash and wear cuts. Thats not strictly true, I still look at more flattering cuts, but lets face it I'm too lazy to put in the effort. There is a silver lining to going natural (no pun intended) when at times a complete stranger will tell me they love my hair color. It puts a smile on my face and a spring in my step. Take that bad hair day. Im not going to go over with corrections as I'll probably delete it again.
I have always loved your natural color and your short easy do. If only mine would grey so evenly instead of the fits and starts it’s doing now. It’s trying for the skunk stripe as we speak. I’m with you about not having the time to mess with it much.
I’m the same. But I have the thin hair, tired looking eyes, never quite what most people think of pretty. I can’t even look in the mirror sometimes when I walk through a store. It’s easier now, though it is still tough.
OMG I wrote a long reply, went back to re read it and accidentally erased it ughhhhh
I will try again.
Loved your picture, it's a keeper.
I could write an epistle on bad hair days, but will save you and just give you the cliff notes.My Mother always cut everyone's hair in our family including her own, bless you Mum, but not the best looking cuts.My first professional hair cut was in my late teens. Looking back at old photographs, I have to laugh at the hilarious "blob" of hair where bangs should be. What was I thinking? have no idea how iI got it to look like that, rollers may be? My hair didnt look much better during nursing school.The powers to be didnt care as long as it was off the collar.The "Blob" remained.
When I immigrated to the US, my husbands aunt, who was a hairdresser, would cut my hair for free as we were pretty broke back then. The "Blob" was gone for good. In my early 30's I started to go very grey, especially around my face. Well meaning fellow workers and others would tut,tut about the grey and would put it down to the death of my husband so young. Wrong !!!!!. It's genetics as in gene IRF4 inherited from my Mother, her Mother and so on.After getting tired of people telling me I looked tired( I was) and pale,I decided to dye my hair. Interestingly the more white hair I acquired the harder it was to color. It would end up too dark, and there was always the white streak as it grew out.To be truthful I looked like a "tart". Ben, not his real name as he is still out there, refused to entertain doing something different. Said I would look too old if iIdidnt color it. It was time for a change anyway. Ben, a lovely gay man, was always fighting or breaking up with partners and I became his therapist. Not to mention my hair was at great peril during these events.
My next hairdresser worked well with me and we started doing a reverse weave, I was happy with this, but it took a too much time out of my hectic days and cost a lot. My next major change came about because of a trip to Africa. We were very limited on luggage, very small soft bag only as we would be taking a few bush planes with limited space for luggage. No room for hairdryers etc. I was due to get my hair streaked again, but in a sudden rash decision I decided to forgo the streaking and cut it all off. Now I was all white for first time. With some trepidations I went to the OR the next day and the first person I meet was Dr Chachas. He gadded my head with both hands a ruffled my hair, saying "I love this". He made my day ans I've never looked back from my wash and wear cuts. Thats not strictly true, I still look at more flattering cuts, but lets face it I'm too lazy to put in the effort. There is a silver lining to going natural (no pun intended) when at times a complete stranger will tell me they love my hair color. It puts a smile on my face and a spring in my step. Take that bad hair day. Im not going to go over with corrections as I'll probably delete it again.
I have always loved your natural color and your short easy do. If only mine would grey so evenly instead of the fits and starts it’s doing now. It’s trying for the skunk stripe as we speak. I’m with you about not having the time to mess with it much.