![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Bringing the trauma, one hair follicle at a time.
Got my hair cut yesterday. The stylist is someone I've been to only twice before, but like all stylists, she has the amazing ability to remember details from when I was there last. (For the record, I was last there in August, and before that, in March. So her memory is freakish.)
She was cutting my hair and remarking that you really couldn't see my roots that much. (I haven't dyed my hair in so long that the roots are about 2 inches. If you're looking at the roots from above, they're glaringly obvious.) And that she couldn't see any gray in them.
Well, I pointed out that I pluck all gray hairs in my part. If I can see them immediately after brushing my hair, I want them gone. *g* But she doesn't believe I have that many, because I'm 30. (And for the record, my gray hairs aren't gray, they're white. I got some fun genetics from my grandmother.)
So she's drying my hair, styling it in that way that can never be duplicated at home, and she flips a section over my head in order to get at the hair around my temples..."Oh. Wow. I see what you mean about the roots." I thought she finally noticed that my roots were noticeable. It wasn't until I got home and flipped up that section of my hair that I realized...she'd seen the gray hair. Hee. Lots of it.
It turns out that while my first gray hairs showed up in my part, the newest ones are all along my temples. I'm following the family tradition from my dad's side of going gray there first.
Got my hair cut yesterday. The stylist is someone I've been to only twice before, but like all stylists, she has the amazing ability to remember details from when I was there last. (For the record, I was last there in August, and before that, in March. So her memory is freakish.)
She was cutting my hair and remarking that you really couldn't see my roots that much. (I haven't dyed my hair in so long that the roots are about 2 inches. If you're looking at the roots from above, they're glaringly obvious.) And that she couldn't see any gray in them.
Well, I pointed out that I pluck all gray hairs in my part. If I can see them immediately after brushing my hair, I want them gone. *g* But she doesn't believe I have that many, because I'm 30. (And for the record, my gray hairs aren't gray, they're white. I got some fun genetics from my grandmother.)
So she's drying my hair, styling it in that way that can never be duplicated at home, and she flips a section over my head in order to get at the hair around my temples..."Oh. Wow. I see what you mean about the roots." I thought she finally noticed that my roots were noticeable. It wasn't until I got home and flipped up that section of my hair that I realized...she'd seen the gray hair. Hee. Lots of it.
It turns out that while my first gray hairs showed up in my part, the newest ones are all along my temples. I'm following the family tradition from my dad's side of going gray there first.
Tags: