I can’t decide if the hair was the cause or the effect, but this:
Is definitely the official hairstyle of Zero Fucks Given. As I’ve described before, I began my transition to grey hair on the day my father died. What I may not have described is the decades of hand-wringing that went into that eventual decision.
I found my first grey hair when I was away at summer swim camp. I was 12. By 23, I was sporting enough grey hair that, when I finally dyed it, a coworker gushed, “Oh, honey, that hair color takes 10-15 years off of you!” “So I look like I’m 10?” I asked. The confused look on his face made me realize that he honestly had no idea how old I was—or more to the point, wasn’t.
After my first divorce, at the age of 25, I chopped my hair into a short pixie and let the grey grow out. I noticed an immediate shift in the people who hit on me. More women for starters, but also a different subset of men. Some older, some younger, but all had a certain non-conformist streak. And that’s when I realized the value of Appearance As Filter.