Rites of Passage: How I Quit the Bottle (the Hair Dye Bottle)
As I sat in the colorist’s chair in a high-end salon, I could not help but admire how young I looked. My gray roots had just been obliterated with a $300 Chernobyl of Deep Chocolate Mocha and Buttery Caramel lowlights. But I knew my hair high would be, as usual, a short-lived buzz. Within days,…