YOUR BEST HAIR EVER
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I first started colouring my hair when the grey started coming in my 30s. I carried on as a dyed brunette for decades, but recently, at 58, it started to bother me that my hair looked flat and just didn’t feel natural anymore. I would look at beautiful images of women with silver hair and wonder what that would look like on me. But the decision to transition to my natural colour, which is almost white, was primarily driven by the fact that I had to have my roots touched up every two and a half weeks. It wasn’t about the money; it was about my time. And it was about wanting to be me.
The process started with a consultation with Luis Pacheco, a veteran colourist and the founder of Medulla & Co. salon in Toronto. I told him why I wanted to go grey and we talked about a number of different ways of getting there. He arrived at a great idea: to emulate a salt and pepper look by doing highlights and lowlights with foils, so my roots would blend in as they grew out. He told me if I didn’t like it, “You’re only 30 minutes away from being a brunette again.”
I was excited—but my appointment was scheduled for three weeks down the road, and he didn’t want me to touch my roots until then. That’s what rattled me the most: having to deal with sparkly silver roots. I tried covering them up with root concealer and parting my hair in different ways. I felt like I had to explain it to people— especially tall people— and tell them, “Don’t look at my roots!” I also started paying a lot more attention to naturally grey-haired women. I’d think, “She looks great. That could be me!”
There were two people I was afraid to tell about it: my mother, who is 80 and a dyed brunette (she said, “It’s going to make you look really old”), and a dear friend who, as I expected, told me, “Don’t do it.” But I wasn’t second-guessing. As for my husband, who is a silver fox himself and had been hearing about this for two years, his message was, “Just do it already!”
On the big day, I could tell Luis knew his stuff. But when I asked if he’d ever done this before, he said, “No, honey. Most people come to me to cover their grey hair, not to find their grey.” I sat in his chair for three and a half hours—my butt hurt, and the tops of my ears were sore from the weight of all the foils. I instantly knew that silver would look good on me because of all the aluminum around my face!
I was hoping for something that still looked cool, and I feel that’s what I got—I was really thrilled about that. And I’m looking forward to watching how the colour evolves over time because Luis doesn’t think I need to go back for a couple of months. Plus, I’m back to my normal part because I don’t have to worry about covering the greys anymore. And I’ve realized that looking great with grey hair is about the whole package, so I’ve been paying attention to dressing in a more fashion-forward, edgy way.
The other day I had lunch with my friend who had told me not to do it. I was a little nervous to hear her reaction, but she said that she liked it and that she thought it was very cool. She didn’t feel that it aged me at all.
“I was hoping for something that still looked cool and I feel that’s what I got—I was really thrilled about that.”