Keeping My Word
I found a few grey hairs.
When I was 16-years-old, I was buying some makeup at Target and the cashier said, “Aw that’s so cute! You have a purse.” When I was 21-years-old, I drove down to Florida for spring break with my best friend. I was offered a kids menu one night. A lady on the beach told me I couldn’t have a flyer for a nightclub because I was a little girl.
I would say, “I can’t wait until I look older. I can’t wait to get wrinkles or to have grey hair.”
Lately, I’ve enjoyed going without a face of makeup. I moisturize. I don’t mind the freckles that I always loathed. I don’t look old by any means but I’ve been waiting for awhile to not look like I’m 12-years-old.
So yeah, I’m keeping these greys.
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annie doherty
love it! i just recently decided to let all my grays grow in. i’m terrified it’ll age me drastically, but i’m hoping that my similar experiences to yours above will help my completely salt & pepper crown as i approach 30. finally grateful that people always think i’m younger than i am. haha!
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Well the good news is we can always go back to plucking or dying our hair… LOL! I bet you’ll look classy and mature (I say this because I hope the same for myself too)
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Aunt Jennie.
At your expense this has to be one of the funniest things I have ever read. Uncle John and I keep cracking up over the purse comment. Love you, grey hair and all. And, you do come by it naturally.