Once I reached my early 40s, I could tell that I was probably all grey underneath that dye. Two weeks after having been to salon, there would be the telltale signs of a white stripe along my part.
I asked my daughters and husband what they thought of me not coloring my hair anymore, and they were not on board with it. My girls said they didn’t want me to look like a grandmother.
I didn’t want to do any sort of grey blending or bleaching to hide the demarcation line because I wanted no part in putting any more harsh chemicals on my head.
It wasn’t until February of this year that I found the wonderful silver sisters on Instagram.This seemed like a great way to make me accountable and stick to the long process, so I jumped in and started posting my own transition pictures and joining in on the conversations within the silver hair community.