I am really enjoying this thread! For what it's worth... my new colorist suggested transitioning by doing a 'full set of foils" which to me came out looking just like it used to look when they'd frost it, using that horrid plastic cap and pulling through hair with a crochet hook... excrutiatingly painful! It really looks frosted now, and if I look closely, I can see the 'halo' someone mentioned, of silvery roots. I don't love the 'pale blonde' look when my hair is down (it is shoulder length), but I am happier now when it is pulled back into a pony tail, or wrapped up in a bun. I guess if I decide to find my old makeup box, and start wearing makeup (my daughter's suggestion), it will look better. Yes, the change in color makes my skin look different. I've had a few moments of thinking, "oh, it looked better dark, with highlights," but I decide once again to tough it out. There was no way I could live with just letting it 'grow out' with an increasingly larger 'frame' of gray. This gray is a pretty silvery white. The hairdresser explained that it is almost without any pigment. The ugly mousy gray that came in years ago was with some pigment. My hair is very thick and healthy, even after years of coloring. I use really good hair products, to keep it from frizzing. Never thought they'd make a difference, but they really do (at least for me). Saw my best and oldest friend the other day, who hates my hair. But she hates the thought of getting older, colors her hair, won't leave the house without makeup (lots of it), etc. etc. Spends a lot of time talking to me about how her body is changing as she ages, and how much she hates it. I just laugh at her -- but find that it's getting tiresome to listen to. I remember feeling depressed at turning 50, and thinking back (I'm a therapist, so often think about the context of things in life), realize that it wasn't the turning 50 per se, but the things that were (and were not) going on in my life. Almost 15 years later, I have lived for a long time thinking, "I am what I am..." (does anyone remember the line in the kids' book, "I yam what I yam" ??) My life is full and rich and I have so much joy with my DH and kids and grandkids. My friend who is devastated at her aging process cannot say the same thing, so perhaps her outlook both out and in can be understood... in context. Gwen in SE PA