So. On Thursday, my stylist told me that she thought I have reached the magical 60% grey mark. Meaning that if I want to let my hair go natural, I can.

(Well, obviously, I could have done that at any point. But this is the point where typically, there is a chance of its looking good and intentional, you know?)

So. I left the salon thinking: Yeah! This is it! Time for the transition!

And I came home all excited about it. In four or five months I'd be able to bookend with grey, wear my cooler colours with even more authority, graduate to more charcoals, silvers, and winter whites for neutrals, and give up on the hassle of highlights (maybe) or at least on the frequent root touch ups. (I might in fact need blending highlights and lowlights for a while -- it's tough to say how grey my grey really is at this point.)

To my shock, Mr. Suz did not share my joy. He said, "But I like the blonde!"

I confess, my friends, I am puzzled. Why?

1. He is not a "blonde haired babe" kind of guy.
2. For years he used to tell me he preferred dark hair. (Well, too bad, I said, it's not what I've got!)
3.It's not like he is younger than me -- he is totally silver himself.

So. Now I'm confused. With a fresh haircut and no new colour, I have time to watch it grow out a bit further to see what I think before reaching any decisions. Right now, the natural colours seem to blend really well with the highlights that are there...unless I'm kidding myself beyond belief, with six weeks' growth I don't have "skunk line" and overall there's just a fun mix of colours on my head.

But what think you? Should I take the plunge or leave the blonde for a while? I'm not talking in general -- I don't think any one rule will work for all women. I'm talking about me, given my personal style.

For reference: My complexion is fair and cool toned and I look good in grey, blue, and all cool colours. Both my parents went grey gradually -- my father changing from towhead to charcoal brown (almost black-seeming, in some lights) to steel grey with lighter sideburns (and finally, to white) and my mother changing from mid ashy blonde to mousy salt-n-pepper, to steely charcoal with brilliant silver (in her 50s) to the most beautiful clean snow white (by her 70s).

So -- Yay for Let it Go Grey; Nay for Wait a while.