Have you given much thought to “going grey gracefully”? Since finding my first grey hair in my early twenties, I’ve been battling with the will-I-won’t-I question of going grey. On my wedding day, only three years ago, I wore my hair up and unashamedly let my silver threads shine through; yet when attending a few weddings as a guest since then, each time I’ve felt the need to hide my greys to preserve this illusion of being still in my twenties.
Just lately, I’ve noticed quite a few women who are, by all appearances, quite youthful…but whose true age was given away by an inch of regrowth. Each time I recoiled a little, thinking, yuck, I don’t want to end up being that woman. I knew I had to make the choice soon, before it became even harder to cease and desist; because once you colour your greys, the only way they’re going to become all grey again is to go cold-turkey and let them grow out.
Then I remembered catching up with a friend a few months ago, and being both surprised and delighted to see that her thick, dark hair was streaked with silver, and I asked her about it. Only a year or two older than I am, she had decided to stop colouring completely, and wore her hair in an elegant, natural style that complemented her casual-chic look. I was so impressed, and knew that if she could do it, so could I.
So I went online to do a bit of research on the topic, and it turns out that it is becoming de rigueur to go grey gracefully, albeit that this is more often the case for women in their forties and beyond. As I hunted through page after page of women much older than myself, I finally came upon this inspirational story of stunning fashion designer Maayan Zilberman, who embraced going grey at an earlier age than many others might. I am fortunate, in that I work in an industry which is perhaps more forgiving of a woman who chooses to adopt a more natural option. Also, I think there is more tolerance in the country than in the city; but, having said that, Maayan Zilberman couldn’t be a better model for anyone who thinks you can’t be grey, beautiful, and stylish in the fickle world of fashion.
So I think it’s time for me to start practising for becoming a “silver fox”, and embrace the reality of who I am, instead of prolonging the agony of pretense. And later, when I’ve turned completely silver, I can choose to have a bit of fun with some crazy colours once again.
I’d love to hear your thoughts about this – please do leave your comments below.