Hair. It’s something we’re born with. We have no choice in the color (blonde or black), texture (coarse or silky), or thickness (thick or fine). That’s all determined by DNA.
My hair is extremely fine, slightly wavy, and a medium brown color. When I was a child, my hair was super straight and a lighter shade of brown than it is now. I look back at pictures of me and marvel at the sheen of my locks which didn’t see anything more than shampoo and conditioner until my early teens. I did have the occasional braid, though, which I loved, especially once I’d unfastened the plait and my hair flowed loose and wavy.
Once I hit my early teenage years, I wanted a change. My hair was too straight and had no volume. I applied gel and mousse and turned the ends under with a curling iron. However, the curl didn’t last long in my silky hair.
All of the girls at school were getting perms, and, as the brainy introvert who desperately longed to fit in, I wanted one, too. I remember my first perm—a home permanent I’d bought at the drugstore which was done by a woman recommended to me by a friend. I hated the smell. I cringed at the way the solution burned my sensitive scalp. But I wanted a perm, and I was going to endure.
Of course, the perm turned out very tight, puffy, and frizzy, and I didn’t really like it until about six weeks later, but it did make doing my hair in the morning easier. The curl in my hair stayed in longer, and I liked that.
I continued getting perms, most of them at salons. I graduated to spiral perms in my late 20’s, until a hairdresser convinced me to try highlights. Oh, what wickedness. Highlights gave my hair a lovely “been out in the sun” golden hue and added fullness to my locks. I was hooked, especially after having my daughter. My hair changed through my pregnancy—it acquired a loose wave, which my hairdresser said was due to hormonal changes—and with a bit of mousse, gave me the curls I’d always wanted from perms.
My hair is still boring brown, and now, I’m finding wiry strands of gray (eek!). That’s okay, though. I don’t have to live with the gray. I have a great hairdresser who does wonderful highlights. She also has a knack for color. My teenage daughter, also gifted with blah brown hair and also going through that longing for change I remember from years ago, is now a redhead with a cute pixie cut. She loves all the compliments she’s been getting. Oh, the fun of hair!
What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done to your hair? Please share!
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