Thursday, May 19, 2011

In All My Natural Beauty

Two boxes of hair color sit in the pantry. One is light blond. One is ash blond. The boxes have left the closet a couple of times. I go from mirror to mirror wondering, wondering what I really want.

This morning I once more stood before the mirror looking at my taupe hair. Since it has grown out, the natural color looks highlighted. I notice that the color of my clothes and the color of my skin and eyes seem to be more in sync. Could it be the hair. My natural color?

I watched the Today Show this morning. color. I wanted them to hear my opinion. I wanted to shout at talk shows and commercialism. I wanted to tell them all to STOP! Don't continue to make us over. Let us embrace who we are.

On Facebook this morning, a friend posted pictures of little girls, probably about twelve, getting ready to go to a dance. They looked like mini twenty year olds. Make up in place. Hair styled. Dresses more appropriate for a prom than for a middle school dance. What are we telling the children?

It's not just about hair color. I don't care what anyone else does with their hair. I care about the message. I care that we are all trying to look as young as possible. I know that I am more likely to be hired with my hair colored. But why? Men are hired with grey and white hair. Why not celebrate who we are at all ages? I want my granddaughters to know that they should be proud of their looks. I want them to know that I am proud of my looks.

"Can I see your ID?" he asked.

"Are you looking at me?" I replied.

"What year were you born?" he continued.

"Are you and idiot? Do you think they sell this hair color?!" I wanted to shout.

He  rang up the Pinot Gris. all of my natural beauty.

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