So I was looking in the mirror this morning, attempting to control my mane, when I found the first grey hair.
I was already being melodramatic enough about turning 21, being in my third year at university and not having a job lined up for afterwards without this nonsense.
It has to be said, this find tipped me over the funeral planning, will writing edge and I have just written a list of ten things to do before I die; purchasing hair dye being one of them.
But hold on, dad turned grey mid twenties. He still looks good, right? Who cares, whatever happens I’ll end up looking like Cruella.
I’m going to have to keep an eye on Kate Moss to see how she deals with it. In the mean time, I’ll look to the inspirational locks of Granny Rock for tips on making grey hair cool.