Ten Years Younger, Instantly!
I’ve been home sick for the past two days, and you know what that means…it means I don’t have to do my hair. Yesterday, I just put it up in a ponytail. This morning, I decided I had to at least wash it. So after stepping out of a long shower, I looked at my hair in the mirror and, for the nine hundredth time, bemoaned all the grey hair that falls right at the part on the right, front side of my head.
Curious, and with some time to kill, I looked elsewhere on my head for grey hairs. Temples, nope. Nape, nope. What happens if I part my hair to the other side? Nope! Not a one. Are you kidding me? Why in the hell is that? Why am I only grey in the most conspicuous part of my hair? Craziness!
So, I did what any prematurely grey woman would do in my shoes. I parted my hair to the other side. Go ahead, call it a comb over.