Growing out the Gray and the Pixie

This was me.
Just middle-aged, having a good time with my long blonde hair.

One thing, as an adopted person, you have no idea what you will look like as you age. No gauge to go by…I look like Auntie or I have grandma’s eyes and gray hair. Gray hair came about slow. It didn’t bother me, I was rather fascinated by it. I have a tiny bit throughout, heaviest at the temples. I tried for the first year to color and blend, but it always grows back and I am not one to visit the salon every six weeks. No thank you. So this happened.

I spent 2014 growing and cutting, growing and cutting. December 2014, I wanted ALL color out….So this happened.

I LOVED it…I finally felt so free. So myself. So unchained to my hair for the first time in my life. Break off the shackles of my hair defining how attractive I was (did I mention I ride a Harley & hair is everything?) No my husband wasn’t thrilled but he was supportive. It took me awhile to get good products and learn how to style it.

Fast forward to Spring 2015. I had to wear hoodies all winter because my neck and ears were cold. I got bored. I didn’t want the maintenance. What would it feel like to grow my hair out some and have my OWN hair color for the first time since 1982. Me: Month 5 of growth:


About thefortyexpress

I do not fear getting older, HOWEVER, I am shocked when I see photos of my 40something year old self. I sometimes don't know what to do with all of this. How to merge the young girl I was with the old bag I am now???? What do you get? A hot mess is what you get. Maybe that is what a mid-life crisis is, trying to merge the old with the now.....
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