Last time I went to my stylist, she tried something new.
It's called 'Ombre.
You leave the roots, and handpaint the rest to keep it lighter.
I do not look like Drew in any way, but it's always fun to try something different, right?
So as these roots of mine have grown out longer than I've seen them for a while,
I made a new discovery!
I have hit a milestone in my 38 years of life.
My ponytail makes it hard to see.
SO, I made it easier for you.
I plucked these babies right out the top of my old 'Ombre head.
They stood out, bright and shiny.
NOT gray, folks...silver.
Yes you are now folks, because silver haired people might just say folks.
While it's a bit of a reality check, I find myself smiling.
My dad has the most beautiful silver white hair.
And so does his mother.
Do I get to have it too?
I must confess I have always hoped to.
Good thing it doesn't happen all at once.
What a shocker that would be.
But if a silvery white head is in my future...
Then bring on the purple shampoo...
because I will still be one happy girl.