I quit colouring my hair almost 5 years ago. The grow out stage was horrible … far worse than if I had just let the pepper embrace the salt gradually over those years.
I go back now and look at pics of those 6-7 years that I was colouring regularly, and think how flat, lifeless, and unnatural the dye looks. (And no, I didn’t dye at home. I spent $70 every 6 or so weeks at the salon.)
I acknowledge that each person, man or woman, feels differently about their hair. Me, I couldn’t care less. Ditching the dye was liberating. Almost empowering. Yes, it instantly aged me 10 years, but I was passing for 10 years younger anyway, so now I look my age.