Put under WIW because what I wore was an alien thing that I wish had never happened.

I was 55 with a few noticeable gray hairs when I succumbed to pressure to start "coloring the gray." Over the years my colored hair became more blonde but my new hairdresser convinced me if I grew it out I'd have mousey hair. We tried lowlights, disaster. I got a new hairdresser, but still blonde, so I said time to go gray--Helen Mirren silver, I imagined. She said, during the process most women do blonde highlights. Alas I turned out blonder than ever!

So here's the sad tale from 2013 to now. I'm still mad that i fell for the propaganda.

As you will see, from the side it still looks like I have highlights, but is how it grows. It looks blonder in the sunlight. I have very light streaks at my temples that don't show much if I part my hair in the middle. I like to show them. So Helen Mirren I'm not, but I like my hair a lot.

By the way, neither of my sisters ever colored their hair. It comes in darker blonde but I can't see a darn gray hair anywhere.

I love, love, love having contrast between hair and skin again. Medium contrast which makes it easier to find the clothes I like.

Um, I have little or no makeup in most of these.

1-3 1990 to 1997
4 2013 at my blondest
5-6 I think this is 2015
6 2017
7-10 today with Boden jacket for a Boden post
11 My family in the late 1940s. You can see both my sisters were blue-eyed blonds, Dad had straw colored hair, Mom had chestnut, and I had medium brownish-reddish hair. My little sister looks like she is almost as dark as I am but she was a golden blonde.