Fade to grey….not likely it’s silver!

I was very excited and flattered to be asked to write a blog about my hair. You know who you are LB and thank you.  So this is the story.

 

I never really played around with the colour of my hair when I was younger, maybe because I  quite liked what I had: thick dark brown hair with natural hints of bronze. Yes I toyed with perms in the 70’s and 80’s- almost always a disaster  ranging from the poodle look to Louis XIV. I guess I started having low-lights in my  mid to late 30’s when the grey was begining to show and it looked good but maybe a bit like everyone else especially in my part of London. And boy was it time consuming and expensive! Every six weeks – 4 hours of a numb bum and by then roots showing after 2 weeks and me having to do a paint job at home!

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Natural in my 20’s – my Dad always called me wiggy and I see why!
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One of the better perms but what a startled rabbit face!

 

One day I just questioned and I can’t remember when exactly, maybe about 10 years ago, what lies beneath? I do recall announcing to  my girl friends that I was going to go grey.  A few raised eyebrows- has she finally lost the plot? I persevered. I was curious and I thought it might be more fun to do when my face was still youngish and I could always go back if I didn’t like it. Would I do it now with an older face- possibly not? Glad I did though.

The Process

I announced to James of Pelo in Barnes- my hairdresser then and now ( I still see him every three months when I am in London!). He didn’t bat an eyelid and said yes “we can do this.” He is brilliant and funny by the way and always manages to squeeze me in.  So I guess it took about a year. I never had it cut short but my hair does grow really quickly. We avoided that dreadful “growing out” look by adjusting the low-lights until we stopped and it was actually quite painless. Although dear son, announced one day that I had granny hair! Cheers Tom.

And the final result, I love it. I keep it long cos that is me. The few times that I have cut it short, I have normally ended up by booing my eyes out.  Am sure it’s to due to the traumas of childhood with my mother taking me to a barber’s and having it razored short.  Painful and humiliating. This went on until I was about 12.  I looked more like my brother than he did. ” My darling”she used to say “it maka your ‘air grow tikka” ( she is Italian). I have no idea if she was right or not but thick it was. When I was in my 20’s it took all morning to dry naturally, now it takes about 40 minutes.  It’s not as thick but there is still a lot of hair  so I am grateful. Also the colour is now naturally streaked, black underneath and different nuances from right to left, silver to white. No hint of yellow since I quit smoking.

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Two for the price of one ! I still have hair though and little bro doesn’t.
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I actually quite rocked this at the time but then I got called Spike

 

The Regime

I am extremely lazy. I wash it at least 3 times a week especially after exercise when it ends up soaking and clinging to my head like an old woolly hat. I use no more than twice a week, a special violet shampoo for “silver” hair ( love that, it makes me feel like a fairy!), otherwise shampoo of the moment- Frank Prevost now, condition and then (this is the secret) a  dose of diluted cider vinegar to bring back the shine and rinse. Towel dry and leave. I sometimes try to blow dry it but am useless. I get hot and bored. So I prefer to turn my head upside down and give it a final blast with the dryer.  Depending on the madness of the final result, I either leave it loose or clip it up.  I love my hair clips and there are days when I just need to do a Patsy from Ab Fab.  It makes me feel taller! Result- baby soft and shiny.

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2010 off to a black tie do
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and more recently. forgive the poor photo – I am not of the selfie generation

Final thoughts…it was the right choice for me . I have been stopped many times in restaurants and even in the street to say that my hair is fabulous and is it natural? I get a bit pink but am totally chuffed….

Yet again ahead of my time, it seems to be the height of fashion. Even the young in Paris and London are paying to go grey either fully or partially. I did it first girls…and I guess I am lucky, it’s maybe not for everyone.