on colourfully growing old

Every one is afraid of growing old.  I've noticed recently that I have a serious patch of grey hair making an appearance, right at the front.  Like if I were to let it grow out it would turn into a sort of skunk like streak.  My first instinct is 'I don't care.  I like it.  That's who I am.  I hope it does grow big and thick.  That will make me unique.'  But then I get this other feeling, 'Not even thirty, and significant grey hairs already.  I should dye it.  I should pull some of them out.  Why would I want to appear older than I am?'  I struggle with this mini battle everyday when I comb my hair.  But I think I've decided to embrace it and accept it.  I really don't want to have to dye my hair.  Women already have so many things to do as part of their getting ready and care routine. The thought of adding another thing to the primping process just exhausts me.  I am so jealous of my husband who gets up, showers, gets dressed and voila.  Ready for the day (looking real good might I add).

Today I found this website called Advanced Style.  I would like to share a few videos with you.  They are appropriate to the topic of getting old, accepting oneself, expressing oneself and using color to grow happiness.  I urge you to visit Advanced Style if you like these for more wonderful videos.

I love colour.  It is one of my favourite things.  I feel really connected to it somehow.  This is why I was always drawn to painting and why lately I feel the need to give a rebirth to that hobby.  For me, it's not about painting realistically - I'm not talented at drawing.  But I love to paint because I love putting colours together. I makes something inside of me move.  For me, everything is related back to or can be described by a colour.  Sounds, smells and even movement.  I remember when I was really into jazz ballet; I could think about a choreography or a movement and think, 'be red', 'be blue', 'be yellow', 'be black'.  Those were my driving factors to expressing the movement properly.
  
My clothes are not excessively colourful and usually I like to be neutral as a base and layering color on top.  That way, the colours really stand out.  And I've been learning to appreciate neutral colours more and more.  A colour doesn't have to be bold and bright to be beautiful.

So I hope you appreciated these videos as much as I did today.  They have encouraged me to be confident about myself, about aging and to take my trusty colour companion along for the ride.  When I am nintey I hope to be daring enough to wear eyelashes like Ilona Royce Smithkin.  I also look forward to pimping out my walker, if I ever need one, with tassels and colours and bells maybe.  But until then, I will enjoy my youth, grey hairs and all.


Here is my colour palette for the day.  Not like I'll be matching my clothes to it, but maybe more like my mood.  How would you describe it?  I'll share my thoughts about it if you do =)

xoxo

Holly