I blackened my hair, a term Molly amusingly uses. I foiled away the grey clumps.
Then I brushed on more dye around the grey where some brown was missed.
Then I snapped the best self-portrait ever:
The grey streak is not as chunky as I want, so I bought some silver mascara to enhance when I wanna. Mascara solves all beauty ills. (See lack of eyebrows in top two photos.) And so, I've officially become a Make-Up Girl again. Whatever; it's nice to feel pretty.