Article #1: Always reserve the right to change your mind. It doesn’t matter if you’ve sung the same song for years, if you suddenly hear another tune, sing it. You have the right to change your mind or your tune.
A few years ago when I started thinking about turning 60, I began to envision myself with grey/white hair. It would be long and rippling, kind of like Yasmina Rossi’s, blowing in the wind as I walked down the beach. I would be in the best shape of my life because of course I’d be working out diligently. I’d wear cool, soft colors like pearl grey and amethyst to compliment the glorious, authentic me. I think I must have bored everyone close to me for months (and months!!) talking about it.
There was only one problem. My birthday was now a few weeks away and this vision never materialized. Maybe it was the occasional gloss I’d get to blend things together, or maybe it was just the fact that my natural hair is really a greyish/brownish color. I could even go so far as to say mousy. So, after wrestling with deep feelings regarding culture, aging and ageism, authenticity, and aesthetics, I decided to dye. I was really scared, too. I was terrified I’d hate it, have monstrous regrets, and feel totally disappointed in myself.
Well, I’m happy to report I don’t feel any of those things. In fact, I found myself excited about reaching in my closet for my beloved earth tones. Suddenly I have a new-old palette to play with, one I’d tended to put away as I embraced grey. Now don’t get me wrong, I’ll NEVER give up my silver jewelry and grey clothes etc. Today, though, I pulled out my “gold” jewelry to have fun with this warm wind that’s blowing. Of course, the wind can also be fickle, so I still reserve my rights. That’s one thing that won’t change.
Outfit details: Dress with attached scarf- Gaultier, purchased 10+ years ago (and under $70) at outlet store, red boots- thrifted in Portland OR, sweater- thrifted and ucycled, hat- local boutique, jewelry- thrifted and collected over the years. (My mom wore the necklace in the 1950’s.)