Someone, somewhere is laughing at me

Alright. This is not funny.

For the past week I've been thrilled. I finally managed to get my skin under control. Hello haltertops and other outfits that may or may not make me look slutty!

But wait.. what is this I see when I get out of the shower. Jesus Mary and Joseph...

I have my first grey hair. There may have been two, I was too scared to delve into it and find out. I'm hoping this is an anomaly, like Kate's long grey hair on her shoulder, but deep down I know that it's not. It may be the only one there now, but soon friends will arrive... Crinkly grey friends that have zero interest in lying flat like the rest of my hair (as much as my hair lays flat, I know).

I'm fairly certain this is the flat iron's fault.