A little snow on my euphemism
I'm going gray. Well, actually, white.
I've always had 15 white hairs in one area on my head; I noticed them as a teenager. Now, though, they are being fruitful and multiplying — one on the temple, one in the bangs, etc.
A white hair refracts a lot of light, and is thicker than my standard brown hair. I do not object to its presence.
Once I've gone thoroughly white, I will grow it out long and live in an isolated wooded thatched-roof cottage.
As a bit of red herring, though, I will only wear denim worksuits.