So my gal pal Kat and I recently had a conversation about how we both are getting a tad bit older, a little wrinkly(er), hairs- gone- a- lil- whiter, and not- that- much- more- the- wiser.

Me (Pointing): Whoa, you got this one crazy short white hair just cow licking it on the right side of your head… It’s like an antenna. Are you looking for water? Does it help you out with your cell phone reception? ET phone home…

Kat: Shaddup. Jerk. I’ve had it for a few years now. It used to be really long, but I plucked it a few years ago. Actually, I just keep pulling it out when I see it.

Me (Gasp): I thought if you plucked it out 9 more came to its funeral!

Kat: Nah, it’s a fable. I think was said to deter people that are naturally losing the melanin in their hair, from pulling all of them out… They would end up plucking bald. So, they say don’t pull it out because if you are naturally losing the color in your hair it would seem like 9 more pop up in its place.

Me: Hmm, I have this one long white hair I noticed earlier this year, but I haven’t plucked it. I saw it, wigged out and now I just try to pass it off as a one strand hightlight.

Kat: You so cheap you only had enough money to get one strand lightened! Hahahahahaha!

Me: The economy is rough.

Kat (Nodding head): Yea, times are tough.

~after I get home~

I realize. If I don’t pluck it I could potentially end up looking like this.

(Since my white hair strategically placed, it really does accent my face… right at the temples…. Just like this chick).

You win some. You lose some.

You can pluck some.

Or…

They fall out then grow out to look like this.

(Hmmm. Can’t decide which is worse, bride of Frankenstein or perma- tune- in Tokyo).

*PS: (For all you 19 year olds) now is a good time to start using eye cream.