I read this quote recently and it perfectly encapsulates my experience since letting my hair grow out natural. It has been such a freeing experience, like I've finally found myself, even though I didn't realize I was lost. But, I was. I was so buried under worrying about my hair color. All the damn time. Some people probably think I post more pictures of myself than I should, but I'm trying to show other women how good it feels. I hope they notice. I think they do.

"Most men don’t notice me nowadays because I’m too old for them (I’m not bemoaning this!). But boy, do women notice me. It’s so lovely!

I receive soooo many compliments from women now as a silver-haired woman who dresses like she’s still confidently attractive. And the difference between being seen and complimented by a woman versus being ogled and complimented by a man is big.

With men, it always felt consumptive and a bit dangerous. Like the compliment was an entitlement they could take back at any moment if I didn’t respond appropriately.

But with women, I notice their eyes light up with delight first when they look at me before they even say anything. It feels genuine and generative.

I feel striking and beautiful in women’s mirror." - Ana Del Castiilo

It was quiet in the spa today, but I had rushed in late this morning with wet hair, so one of the girls offered to blow out my hair between guests. I gladly accepted. She did such a beautiful job that I had to send Ed a picture while I was outside on my lunch break. This is the result, and I'm not mad about it. 

The sun is shrouded in wildfire smoke this evening.

Our friend Danny is the last man standing at this year's Back Cove Backyard Ultra!

Ed came in 2nd at the Hugh Holt Memorial 5 Miler this morning!