When I went to the salon this morning, I showed the pictures I posted yesterday to my stylist. If you missed yesterday’s post, you can read it here. My stylist, who was my friend before she was my hairdresser, looked at the pictures, looked at me like I was crazy and said, “This is gray, your hair will not look like this.” “How come?” “You’re not gray enough” she says. Oh. OK. She could make it more ashy and less gold, she said. Again, “OK”. So she did and I love it. Love. It.
The Big Reveal
FYI – Back in the day (up until 2006), I pretty much kept my hair ultra short – think crew cut. My daughter asked me to grow my hair out for her wedding. I did and have loved my long hair much more than I ever expected.
ON THE NEEDLES
Still working on My Harmonia, but am in the last stages. A few more 12 row repeats and I should be home free.
Last but not in any way, least
In the throes of insane Booklove, and yes, I know I say that every week, with Far From The Tree, Parents, Children, and The Search For Identity, written by Andrew Solomon. This book was one of the 2012 Ten Best Books according to the New York Times Book Review. Incredible book. Don’t be put off by its size, it’s a great read and the pages fly.
I have done my plowing: I have sown my seed. Again I have time to sit and read my books. T’ao Chien