After my terrible experience a week ago (Me: “One ticket, please.” Clerk: “Okay, one senior ticket.”) I decided no more of the natural brown hair with distinguished platinum threads.
So I went lavender. The next day I went to the bank, grocery store, two other stores, and a restaurant. In every place, people (staff and other customers) came up to me and said they loved my hair. The bank teller told me he thought it was an excellent color on me, I looked “young and fun”. I emailed the photos to my 82-year-old mother—she loved it. So I consider this a success. It better be, since I have to live with it for months until it grows out.