The Anchorage, Part 3

[Desertsilver]

When I lived in Maple Valley up in Washington we had a ton of copper in the water (natural well) and it turned my blond hair to flaming ugly orange!

Your auburn sounds lovely.

And Lorraine, I'd love a model with skin that has been 'weathered'. Maritime Dawn and Vicki? With some gorgeous salt and pepper hair...

 

[Satira Capriccio]

I gave up makeup more than 20 years ago. Though, I never really did more than eyeshadow and mascara. My lashes are next to non existent

Never did lipstick. I don't like the feel and anything with color was just too much color.

My mom really didn't know me considering she pushed me into becoming a cosmetologist. Not sure why she ever thought that was the appropriate career for someone who didn't really like dresses, mother daughter teas, makeup, or really ... anything other than drawing, the ocean, and reading

 

[Lorraine]

And Lorraine, I'd love a model with skin that has been 'weathered'. Maritime Dawn and Vicki? With some gorgeous salt and pepper hair...

'Weathered' is a very good way to describe it. I am a weathered maritime monument

 

[Lorraine]

I gave up makeup more than 20 years ago. Though, I never really did more than eyeshadow and mascara. My lashes are next to non existent

Never did lipstick. I don't like the feel and anything with color was just too much color.

My mom really didn't know me considering she pushed me into becoming a cosmetologist. Not sure why she ever thought that was the appropriate career for someone who didn't really like dresses, mother daughter teas, makeup, or really ... anything other than drawing, the ocean, and reading

My lashes are thick and colourless...peeves me right off! I also hate the way lipstick feels...

My mum looked at me sometimes and wondered why she had a girl boy in her house. She had to wait for my sister to come along to get the girl girl But I do like dresses, especially 40's and 50's dresses.

 

[Pendraia]

That's actually one of the reason's I stopped dyeing my hair...I got sick of pretending to be a young thing and my hair didn't match my face. And I also learnt a long time ago that long hair made my face look weird, kind of elongated and wrong. So I whack it off, some times by myself and care not. It's only when it's on the floor that it makes me shudder. I also don't wear makeup (never really have though somewhere on my boat is a lipstick, I think) and it's funny how other people react to that, like you're doing something wrong. Again, I cares not...I figure if they don't like it they can look somewhere else But it does show how brainwashed so many women are and how casually sexist the men are.

I recently stopped dying my hair...I mainly did it for appearances at work and I just decided I wanted to be me. So for the last 6 months I've been growing it out. At my last visit to the hairdresser I had it cut really short to get the last bits of colour out. I'm really pleased with it and I'm going to start growing it for winter. There's all these lovely silver streaks through it.

 

[Lorraine]

You lucky thing, Pen, silver streaks! Nope, I'm just dull grey. I'll be happy when it all turns white and I can be like Judi Dench

 

[Seliah (Childe of Fyre)]

That is the one thing I'm grateful for about mine! It's not coming in that dull grey... it's coming in straight to silver. Yay!

But then I'm also the weirdo that likes the way the silver looks on people. LMAO My brother thinks I'm nuts for it.

 

[Satira Capriccio]

I love silver in hair too.

My great grandmother's hair never did go grey. Or if it did, it wasn't until she was in her 90s. From what I remember, it was fairly dark too.

Me? I got mousy brown hair. So, I rather looked forward to going grey. I just can't tell how much grey there is. I don't really see it until I've cut my hair, then I can see it's no longer mousy brown If I look at it in the mirror in the ladies room at work, I can see grey. But that's bright fluorescent light, so what I'm seeing in the mirror isn't what it looks like in "normal" light.

Here at home, I can't see any grey when I look in the mirror. But that's a combination of dim lighting and being far sighted.

 

[Pendraia]

You lucky thing, Pen, silver streaks! Nope, I'm just dull grey. I'll be happy when it all turns white and I can be like Judi Dench

My hairdresser sold me this shampoo called Silver( he uses it himself) and it emphasises the silver and brings it out, but even before I could see Silver sparkly bits on the top before it grew out. My biggest problem is by original colour was mouse so it isn't as dramatic as if my hair was black.

 

[Lorraine]

Oh we mice should form a club! Mouse is the most boring colour anyone can be born with and it never gets any better

 

[Lorraine]

That is the one thing I'm grateful for about mine! It's not coming in that dull grey... it's coming in straight to silver. Yay!

I just huffed! Jealous I am

 

[Pendraia]

Yeah...especially when you have a sister with red hair, a brother with blonde and another with dark brown...I was the mouse. Luckily my daughter has a beautiful coppery colour.

 

[Lorraine]

My sister was dark brown and my brother was blond. I was the mousy older sister with ugly glasses and her nose permanently in a book. Doomed.

 

[Satira Capriccio]

Doomed to exploring worlds those who do not read for pleasure cannot!

 

[Miss B]

It amazes me how many folks have siblings with different coloring. I used to tell folks they wouldn't know my brother was my brother, except we looked alike.

He had platinum blonde hair as an infant, which eventually turned to sandy blonde until he started to lose it (the men in our family lose hair earlier and earlier with each generation), and he had hazel eyes and freckles. His son and daughter both had sandy blonde hair, though my nephew has blue eyes, and my niece has brown eyes.

Me, I was born with sandy blonde hair that turned brown by the time I was 3, and I had brown eyes and no freckles. Eventually my hair got so dark it looked the color of charcoal, a dark, dull black. I had a hairdresser once who told me I had the darkest non-Asian hair he'd ever seen, and I told him that's because he'd never met my mother. He told me he had clients that would die for the same color. I wanted to color it, or at least put in a rinse, to cover the stray silver hairs that were starting to show in the top and sides, but he couldn't understand that.

 

[Desertsilver]

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My mom really didn't know me considering she pushed me into becoming a cosmetologist. Not sure why she ever thought that was the appropriate career for someone who didn't really like dresses, mother daughter teas, makeup, or really ... anything other than drawing, the ocean, and reading [/QUOTE]

That is so sad, Satira. So terrible when a parent can not see who their child really is and treasure them...
I was always a big reader also- had a perfect spot deep in the woods on our creek where a big elm had fallen and it was smoothed by winter storm levels, so all summer you could lie on it right in the middle of a big creek- and read all day...

 

[Desertsilver]

You lucky silver girls! I love silver hair, and well, anything silver... but my hair is clearly not going there : P

 

[Terre]

I don't wear makeup and have never colored my hair either. Of course I'm also the only one on my mother's side of the family who didn't go grey early. My family on both side are the color changing type. Born blond and (except for me) are dark brown by 14 or 15. I stayed blond into my 30s and am now medium brown now that I'm going grey. My husband still thinks of me as blond.

 

[Seliah (Childe of Fyre)]

It amazes me how many folks have siblings with different coloring. I used to tell folks they wouldn't know my brother was my brother, except we looked alike.

LOL Yeah. My mother? Red hair, blue eyes, and freckles. Total fire Celt. All of her brothers? Brown hair. (They did have the same blue eyes, though.) Her brothers all went grey early (like I said, premature grey runs in the family here...) but yeah, while they were growing up, she was the redhead amongst the brown haired boys.

My sister and I share similar coloring, though my hair and eyes are a bit darker in shade. But our bone structures are completely, totally different. My hair started out carrot top red as an infant, or so I'm told, and then it went to brown by the time I was six or seven years old... and by the time I was 10, it was so black that it almost had the blue overtones under some lighting.

My eyes are brown, but only technically; they're so dark of a brown that they look almost black in most lighting. But my eyes do change color from time to time as well... mostly it seems to go along with my mood.. specifically if I'm ticked off, they will go TOTALLY black. My husband has told me that I have a wolf's eyes when I'm angry. LMAO

My sister on the other hand, had a more medium shade of brown hair, and has the lighter brown for her eyes. She likes to color her hair, and has been every color of the rainbow over the years. But nowadays she mostly rotates between a dark sandy blonde, darker browns, or auburns... her hair has that lovely medium-dark brown that can pretty much go in either direction of the scale in terms of color tones, and she totally takes advantage of it!

 

[Terre]

My husband has a way of telling by sight if I'm stressed in any way. You know that red spot between the eyebrows that many Caucasian infants have? Mine never completely went away. When I'm calm it almost blends in with the rest of my skin and many people don't even notice it. If I'm physically or emotionally stressed that's another matter. If it is flaming red he knows someone is in danger of getting turned into mincemeat.