One of the few things I know about my birth mother is that when she was 45 (her age at my birth) she had a very striking white stripe in the front of her hair.
I am currently 45 myself. And I now have a ghost of this woman looking back at me in the mirror. Since tossing the Revlon and growing out my natural color, I have uncovered a rather remarkable white streak in the front of my hair. It's so cool it's making me part my bangs so it's more visible.
My birth mother would be 90 now. It's pretty likely she's not alive at this point. I never before felt a huge need to track down any members of my birth family, but I find myself now wishing I could let them know that The Hair lives on. It's really cool hair. I think they'd be happy to know I'm flaunting it these days.
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Check out my whites- they're all over the place:
http://floatasia.com/wp-gallery2.php?g2_itemId=183
GORGEOUS! Don't you dare touch them! :-)
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