In the Spring of 2006 I got tired of my gray hair that made me look older, and I got tired of the round lenses that made me look like Harry Potter. I also received a sample tube of lip gloss as I strolled around the make-up counter at the mall on the way to the hot pretzel vendor and the rest, as they say, is history.
The picture on the left was taken at Jen’s graduation from college in April 2006. The picture on the right was taken in October at my 30th college reunion. I feel like I have an entirely new head!
I must say the glasses were easy to get used to. The new hair, not so much. Never having met Miss Clairol before, I am amazed at the maintenance regiment this deceit requires. I can’t use my vast collection of hotel shampoos anymore. The color will fade. Naturally the one the salon sells is so expensive (compared to “free”) that it must have gold flakes mixed in. Then there is the conditioner, volumizer, sculpting goo, and fixative. Deception aint’ cheap. Who knew!?
I do have one beauty tip I discovered on my own. When the gray starts to poke out at the roots around my face I can do my own touch up. No kidding. With a little experimentation I discovered that a permanent, wide tip, brown Sharpie marker is a pretty good match to the secret potion my hairdresser mixes up in the back. Just don’t hit your face with the marker on the way to your hair. Takes about three days to wear off your face. Hopefully longer on your lovely locks.