“I’m not sure I can get on board with this.” Said my friend as she expertly painted my nails.  “It’ll age you.”  She met my eyes across the manicure table as if to drill home the point. “Seriously, you’re going to look 10 years older than you do now.”   “What’s wrong with looking your age?” I asked.  “And besides, what choice do I have?”  I had been having an increasingly more unpleasant reaction to hair dye over the past several months.  My beloved hairdresser of 20 years tried a different formula, which wasn’t as bad.  And I even jumped ship and went to an all-organic hair salon (feeling a little guilty – like I was cheating on my hairdresser).  But my scalp still revolted, turning red and itchy.  Just a little less so.   “Maybe the hair gods are telling me it’s time to let go.”  I said, hopefully. “Just don’t let it be the first step in