I spotted my first gray hair the day before my 34th birthday. I was flat-ironing preparatory to a weekend outing, and I just about had a heart attack. After I got myself under control, I realized that, hey, I've got an uncle who was completely gray before he even reached 30. I have no reason to trip about a couple of gray hairs. Yes, there are a few more, now that I'm 40, but I kinda like them, and there aren't enough to be worth the drama/trauma to my hair to risk my HHJ to hair dye.