100 Word Challenge: Transform

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mother and child portrait

This morning my niece posted an old photo of my daughter and me on Facebook. I say old because my daughter can’t more a year old, so that makes the photo about 27 years old.

In it, we are outside our home in Middle Tennessee, you can see the Appalachian Mountains in the background. I’m holding her in my arms, gazing at her with adoration. She is squinting and wanting to get down.

What you’ll also see in the photo is me rocking a mullet, paired with a tight-curl perm. I was spot on the hairstyle trend back in the late 80s.

I thought the photo was appropriate for this morning because I was on my way to see my hairstylist to get my grey roots touched up with a semi-permanent glaze. For the past year, she has colored my hair a lovely shade of red. Not Ronald McDonald red, more like a penny with a deep patina.

Then last month I decided I wanted to let the color grow out. My stylist was aghast. Why would I ever went grey hair when I could keep the lovely cooper I had.

My grey isn’t a nice vein or two of tinsel, it’s more a “can of white paint fell on my head” sort of blend. The majority of white runs straight down the middle of the top of my head. The hair underneath is still dark (naturally), so it looks like a skunk stripe.

It really came down to money. Having to pay out more than $100 every six weeks was getting more and more difficult to justify. The expense was cutting into my book buying budget.

I won over my stylist by telling her that she could get creative once my grey hair was back to normal. We could tint the grey with some temporary colors like teal, or purple, maybe a nice lipstick red. She was excited about that, I’m a bit stoked about that possibility too.

Whatever color I ended up with, you can be sure it won’t be in the form of a mullet.

“God defend me from that Welsh fairy,
Lest he transform me to a piece of cheese!”
~ William Shakespeare; “Merry Wives of Windsor,” Act V, Scene V

This week’s word is:

Transform

What to do:
Using “transform” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied. Include a link in your post back here, and add your story to the Mister Linky list. If you don’t have a blog, you can leave your submission in the comment section, or as a Facebook status post. Remember to keep spreading the love with supportive comments for your fellow Wordsters.

2 comments

  1. What a sweet shot. I asked my son this morning, now that he towers over me, whether he could see any grey on the top of my head. He said no. I asked my daughter, bending down. She said “a little”. The girl will tell it like it is . Getting colored on Friday ;).

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