Yesterday, I discovered that I am “trendy.” That’s an amusing revelation for me at 56 years of age. As it turns out, there is a new fashion trend across the world to create “Granny Hair.” I’m not a grandmother, yet I do have grey hair – at least my roots are naturally grey.
My first grey hair was spotted in college. Those were easy to pluck out. They were hidden by the long, wavy dark brown tresses that measured to my mid back. Three decades later, trips to a salon and hundreds of boxes of hair color later, I have decided to embrace the effects of “mother nature.”
There is a slight correlation to the pepper/white vehicle I drive and I have been accustomed to wearing black and white as a musician long before my hair began to transform.
I’m anticipating the transition to my “Granny Hair” hair and facilitated the process through another popular style – the “layered bob.”
My fraternal grandmother had lovely looking locks of silver for most of the time I knew her. My father’s hair remained salt and pepper from his 60s till it became snowy white wisps in his final years. My mother – well, it’s better if I let her give a descriptive posting on her blog . . .
I’m certainly thankful that the fashion of wearing a grey wig has not become a trend!
Now is it grey or gray?
Here is history repeating itself — through the fashion of hair styles and color.