Please give a warm welcome to a very special guest today: Eliza Fayle of Silver and Grace. Her guest post is extra special to me. You see, I started coloring my hair in my mid-twenties just for the fun of it. And then, about a year ago, I noticed that once my color started to fade, I had these mysterious silver threads showing up all over my head. That triggered a sense of panic — I’m only 31! How can I have grey hair? Now I HAVE to color my hair. Suddenly, something that had been fun and frivolous felt like a burden and a chore.
Well, folks, that’s just not how I roll. I’ve made a conscious decision to live my life in a way that feels open, free, and authentic, and I refuse to cower in fear behind a bottle of hair dye. Who decided that these lovely silver strands are ugly? I dare you to look at the gorgeous picture of Eliza above and tell me she is not the epitome of timeless beauty. Thanks, Eliza, for leading the way toward self-acceptance as our bodies beautifully age.
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There is no such thing as grey hair. No really, it’s true!
“Ya, okay Eliza, hello, look in the mirror!”
No, really. Me, a full fledged member of the Grey Haired Sisterhood, only just found this out myself. Who knew? Read more
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