This is the hair I have:
It's all mine. After years of dyeing it, there is no fakeness left. Them white streaks are a by-product of my gene pool, not some feat of miraculous hairstyling. But given that they're spreading, I find myself not so secretly in love with this rather unusual hairstyle:
I mean, why not? I could even add a dash of red underneath and go for broke (cause we all know that the amount of time in the salon that it'll take to achieve this look might just leave me broke)! Sure, the look will turn eyes, but really, it's only a matter of time before I get there, so why not just embrace it?