Lockdown locks

How does my hair look?

Did lockdown force you to change your hairstyle habits; did you embrace your greys or experiment with wild hair colours?

I don’t have a wall of wigs like Moira…yet…

Like a total wimp, I have only trimmed about 1 cm from the ends of my hair with nail scissors that I’m not convinced are sharp enough and I trimmed the same amount from my fringe since last March, I need to wait another 45 odd days for a pro. Lockdown did, however, pique my interest in wigs.

We had so much fun with our lockdown challenge across our social media platforms dressing up as Moira from Schitt’s Creek (she won a Grammy last night hooray!) which was the first time I ever wore a wig that wasn’t for a Hallowe’en party and cost more that £5. I couldn’t believe how amazing ‘real’ wigs are. The wig I bought concealed my fine, fly away hair and transformed my crown to the most voluminous, perfectly blow-dried, glossy black tresses and sexy fringe that I could quite simply never achieve with my real hair. Living in North London we are lucky to have wig shops even on our local high street but that also means I might become addicted.

I had a zoom catch up with three of my besties since university days and only one of us transitioned to a full head of natural grey hair. This friend in fact began a year before lockdown so it didn’t influence her decision. The transition stages were weird-looking with us asking, are you sure this is what you want? She bravely stood by her decision and once the dregs of her black hair dye finally washed and grew out her silver bob was beautiful. The greys brighten her face, she really suits it and she saved so much time and money from no longer maintaning the societal pressure of looking forever-young. This friend’s first grey hairs appeared in her teens and she stopped dying them at age 48.

I don’t think I’ll ever embrace my greys although my lockdown laziness knows no bounds.