My Gray Hair Makeover

It recently became clear to me that I am staking too much on a new haircut. Now that I’ve broken up with my cub, I feel I need a new beginning, a “freshened up look,” as my Mom would say. Can a new haircut really give you a new lease on life? I was about to find out.

Dylan's Barbershop, Where My Reinvention Began. (Photo by Craig Alexander)

I’d been inclining towards a change for a while now. The first stage was to cut my long hair to just above my shoulders. I’d grown it long so I didn’t have to worry about regular cuts. I’d also been dying it a brown because that’s the only color that would cover my abundant gray. Being a home dye job though, my hair wound up looking black and the bathroom walls need repainting because I’d splattered splotches of hair dye everywhere.

My black hair solicited all kinds of comments–everything from “witchy,” to “Goth,” to “makes you look ten years older.” I could live with everything except the “makes you look older.” So, I decided to lighten up the color by letting the gray show. And then I’d get a short haircut, something like Sharon Stone’s messy pixie cut, or whatever they call it in salon-speak.

I figured this out while brushing my teeth. Between the flossing, the bushing, and the rinsing with the blue fluoride stuff (because my dentist says my enamel is thinning–another benefit of aging), there’s a good 10 minutes to hash out the important life issues.

The next day I found myself seated in from of David Fletcher, master stylist, confidante, image consultant, sounding board, and artist. He’d just opened Dylan’s, a hip new barbershop and salon near my favorite wine bar in Phoenix. David approaches hair with the same zen-like mastery as I demonstrate when eating a chocolate bar (though I eat faster than he cuts ñ and that dear reader is the power of practice). He trained under Vidal Sassoon and has colored and cut the hair on the heads of some of the sexiest people on earth.

And now it was time for little ol’ me.

I sat obediently in the giant black chair as he ran his expert hands through my frizzy black hair.

David Fletcher Working His Magic. (Photo by Craig Alexander)

“We’ll be using the crossover strategy today,” explained David with the gravity of a surgeon. I looked up at him in the mirror, awe and wonder sparkling in my eyes. Crossover strategy? Wow.

“My head is in your heads,” I said solemnly. “Do as you wish.”

David started cutting, his hands and the scissors moving faster and faster until they were just a blur. Then came the color. By applying a honey brown, a color midway between the dark brown and my natural gray, he would blend the extremes into a natural balanced look.

“That way the gray looks great as it grows in,” he said. “And we tone down the dark brown so it’s not so harsh.”

He wasn’t kidding. The effect was brilliant. And the short hair? Well, you be the judge…

David Fletcher and The New Me. (Photo by Craig Alexander)

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