My goodness,have aged 10 years in an hour!

How have I managed to do that? By dyeing my hair mid brown.Can't be, you say.Dondy diddy doo, I say. Two or so months ago I finally came across a lotion that strips off old colour. Years back it was readily available, but then with various health scares and EU regulations, the magic formula had disappeared from the shelves,and,truth be told,I also stopped looking. Last January,hey presto,there it was again in my local chemist. I used it as instructed to get rid of old dye, that had accumulated on my hair over the years,it did the trick and my hair was for a while as nature intended, but a month or so later I got tempted again and dyed the hair with a healthier dye, mid brown, with flickering lighter shades, the colour perfection itself,the hair looked gloriously shiny. I felt young and sexy and just altogether wonderful and alluring. This morning, in readiness for Ventura I thought I use the magic dye again,but when the towel came off I kept looking at myself in the mirror,is this really me? The same shine and gloss,but the hair is so dark. Shall I leave it as is, or shall I dye it again? Well, this is not the end of the world.I may not look like old me,but it certainly is me in all my be it darker glory.So for a month I shall be walking about as if I were my older sister.By the way,my older sister does not dye her hair, she does not wear any make-up,does not use a lipstick or perfume. Nothing. She is smart,chic,elegant,her style is impeccable be it when dressing herself or furnishing her home. She has her hair cut in any old barber shop she comes across and looks a million dollars, and when she puts on her finery, there is no-one to beat her,her posture is that of a woman twenty years younger,her beautiful die for legs look good in wellingtons,but in high heels...oh la la! She does nothing to enhance her beauty. If she did help the nature just a little, she would be a head-turner with no-one to equal her.My younger sister, now, she is the total opposite. One day I will tell you more about her.But now I am starving and am off to get some fresh rolls and orange juice from Waitrose and my favourite cheese, some fruit and perhaps a lovely organic steak from Marks.