Your Crowning Glory

Tousled and Ravishing Reader!

Here’s a Merry Christmas Game from old E. Jean:

Thinking back over all your Christmases, Hanukkahs, and Kwanzaas— in how many different shades has your hair appeared?

Can you perform the superhuman feat of recalling all the various colors, tints and tones you have put your hair through from your birth on this planet till this—the present moment of your utter perfection?

I personally sported no less than six peroxide-blonde shades in high school alone—going from Galactic Alabaster to Cosmic Corn to Sulfuric Sand to Dry Toast to Chlorine Beach to Cookie Dough. In my eighth decade I went through a Turquoise Wig period, followed by a Violet Wig period, followed by a Congo Red Wig period. Now I am totally Taupe….with blonde highlights.

Your turn. Since you were born, in how many hues has your hair appeared? We’re all (ahem) dying to hear . . .

Here is yours truly at 29 with the Illustrious Bloody Mary. My husband and I lived in the mountains outside Salmon, Idah…