I started turning gray at 17, and immediately started my clairol addiction.  My husband (even though he was balding) did not like the gray, so I kept it covered.  He died when we were 35, I immediately stopped coloring.  My hair was very long, so I had to suffer through a short haircut and about 2 years of Yuck.  But now I am 47, my hair is long again and I get a lot of compliments.  I admit that sometimes when I see myself in the mirror it is a little shocking.  So many women tell me that they love my hair, but they refuse to give up the color themselves.  They always say, mine would not be that pretty.  I always say, how do you know?