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Okay, here’s something I’m not thrilled about – I think my widow’s peak is turning gray. Like faster than the rest of my hair. Like I may have a white stripe down the middle of my forehead. Greaaaaat. Just super.

Not that I’ve ever been fond of my little genetic anomaly. I think I was about six when the comparisons between my hairline and a certain famous Transylvanian started coming up. And having a five-head even as a child did not help. Plus, having a noble brow has necessitated bangs as a precaution against people projecting movies on my head. Try keeping bangs straight with a crotchety cowlick on top of a widow’s peak. Not easy.

And now this. I am not happy. Dye does not seem to be covering this little problem. If this keeps up, I’m going to look like Vampira, or like the evil girlfriend of the Alan Rickman part in the next Die Hard movie. Or worse, like the Sandra Bernhard part in the Hudson Hawk sequel.