I noticed my first grey at the age of 17. Hidden under my parting, it wasn’t stark white; rather, the pigment faded towards the bottom, like a half-and-half strand. I was more curious about it than anything, but over the years, especially between 28 and 30, more and more have cropped up, and these aren’t so easy to hide.
They’re bright white against my dark brown hair, and a completely different texture; wiry and coarse, with a tendency to stand up on end. While I love when people embrace their greys—and I do plan to go completely silver at some point, at 30, I don’t feel ready to adopt the look just yet.
