Wednesday, April 23, 2008
It's Not Black!
I started going gray in my early twentites. So did all of my siblings. We blame it all on our mother. She has the early-gray-hair gene. (We also inherited the high-cholesterol gene and diabetes gene. Aren't we lucky?) Having the gray-hair gene is at least manageable. So I've been coloring my hair since I was 25. I usually keep it my normal dark brown, but two weeks ago I let my stylist convince me to go dark. Like one shade lighter than black on the color wheel thing. It's always a bit bizarre when they pull out the cardstock loaded with plastic 'hair' dyed certain colors. I choose the color as if I'm looking at the menu, "Mmmm.....I'll take brown 3b today." Well, it pretty much turned out really dark, practically black. And I know because my 4 year old (not pictured cause she was having a tempter tantrum off screen) told me so.
Hallie: Mom, now your hair is black like Nathan's and Ilene's.
(Now what you need to know is that I have never had black hair before. In fact, it's always my pet peeve when people tell me I have black hair. Ummm, are you color blind? It's clearly brown!!)
Me: Nathan and Ilene don't have black hair. And besides, it's not black, it's just really dark brown.
Hallie: Mom, I think you need to look in the mirror. Because guess what, it's black.
P.S. Do you like how I HAVE to comb her hair now to cover the entire left side of baldness?!!