When your hair speaks for you ...
I was feeling so sick and stopped in at Starbucks (and I boycott them so you KNOW I was feeling awful) to get a plain oatmeal (the only thing I felt I could keep down). I had resting flu face, looked like a Zombie extra, and a middle-aged woman approached me and asked, if she could ask me a "weird" question. Too weak to argue, i said, "Sure."
"Who does your hair? I've been wanting to grow my gray out and I'm not happy with my current stylist and I love your hair!" She lives in SALEM but was so happy to get a referral. I almost hate to give his name out, but if you have gray hair and want to not look like Barbara Bush or Big Bird, Taven is my hero. On my next visit, she told me the woman from Salem had booked an appointment and was very happy with her hair. You're welcome. Don't patronize Starbucks. They're in bed with Nestle and those are not good companies.