Alison’s Transition from a Curly Bob to a Silver Pixie
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I don’t remember when I discovered my first gray hair, but I was probably in my 20s. The first few grays were a novelty, but by my mid-thirties I was covering them every six to eight weeks.
Once I reached my early 40s, there was much more gray, especially around the hairline. I colored every four weeks.
It was a lot of maintenance for a week or two per month of “good” color. I felt like Sisyphus rolling that rock up a hill. As my 50th birthday approached, I began to announce my intention to let my naturally silver hair grow in.
My wonderful husband was completely on board with my decision, which helped, as I gather that is not always the case.
Even my hairdresser came around when I told him what I’d decided, including my intention to get a pixie cut when the halo effect became too obvious.
Within three haircuts, six weeks apart, I was pretty much done. From May (when I stopped dyeing) to this September, I went from a shoulder length curly bob to a tousled pixie and finally to a Jean Seberg as Joan of Arc pixie, which felt the most “me.”
With a pixie cut, upkeep other than frequent cuts is minimal. I use a purple shampoo (Osmo Silverising, recommended by my hairdresser) once a week. After toweling dry, I just smooth my hair into place with Kiehl’s Silk Groom, or I muss it up with some pomade once it’s dry.
I remember years ago, pre-Internet, if there were silver-haired women in advertisements or TV commercials, they were always serene-looking white women with long hair, expensive-looking linen outfits, perfect bone structure and model bodies. They could have been wearing shower caps on their heads and they would have looked great.