Brown Sugar

It started a few years ago. Every now and then, I'd find one. I'd groan, get rid of it and move on. And then, this year, they started showing up three at a time. Pretty soon, there was no hope to simply shed them--they had to be conquered.

Yes, that's right. My hair has decided to change color all on it's own. But instead of the soft brown with the occasional red highlight, that all the other hairs on my head have been for the last twenty odd years, these pesky ones on the top of my head prefer a more snowy shade--much like the one found on my mother's head, and as much as I love my mother, well, let's just say I'm too young to look like her in this particular way. Something had to be done.

But where to start?The multitudes of boxes stared at me from the shelves of the store. It couldn't possibly be plain brown...not my head o' hair. But plain brown wasn't even an option--there's just "carmel mocha" and "almond cappacino" and then there it was..."Brown sugar". Or in layman's terms "Light Golden Brown"...a perfect match. I marched my way to the check out sure that no one would ever know--it was my natural hair color only in a box. Or was it? The smiling woman on the package just beamed with confidence but I wasn't so sure she could be trusted. My roommate assured me that people do this all the time.. so I let her put the sticky, smelly stuff on my head.. and waited until the minutes ticked away...then it was shower time. And all the brown went down the drain, and it dried--it looked the same--hurray!

But as it dried.. it got lighter, and redder. and now I can tell I dyed my hair and I don't like the fact--not with my allergy to change. I suppose once I get used to this, it'lll grow out and cause me panic again. Sigh.