I color. Years and years ago I went to visit my Mother. While I was there I let her help me pick out my natural hair color. When I got off the plane my young son did not know me. He always thought I was a redhead. My hair is not turning grey it's turning ugly. My hairdresser (she went to school with DS) has been doing my hair since she graduated. I sit in the chair and let her do what she want. Her Mother and I are the same age. She (hair dresser) said she is not letting either of us go grey. DS said he gave me all my gray and he's probably right. When I was in high school we used to use perxiode and lemon juice to light our hair. It turned orange. I used to get my hair permed. Perming my hair is like trying to curl a coat hanger. Every once in a while I'll ask my hairdresser for a perm and she says "no I'm trying to stop cussing" :lol: