By the time I was in college I'd tried practically every hair color out there, from Fudge's Raspberry Beret to Manic Panic's Green Envy. I should have just worked at Sally's or something, but I'd take my lunch money to buy my staple developer and bleach. At the time, my hair was long and curly, so I had my Ronald McDonald red 'fro moments, but I guess me living in hippie, surfer-ville Santa Cruz, CA, I wasn't much of an oddity. I always wanted true, snow-white platinum, but that was only possible by means of weaves. My grandmother eventually got silvery salt and pepper gray hair, but not at an early age. All I knew was that it was beautiful, and if I could wear all these different colors, it was harmless fun.
All that said, I realized that in all the experimenting, I'd never (intentionally) gone gray. Earlier this year I saw pictures of Kelis, and then a few of my beautiful fellow blogger Nymphette, and figured why not? This seems to be a growing trend of gray on younger folks. Yes, I now live in the Bay Area (still more conservative than Santa Cruz), and yes, I work in corporate America, but what are they gonna say? "Your hair isn't a natural color?" Um, yeah, no. So I just did it!