I grow dark, thick ,coarse hair…on my legs and eyebrows. This limp straw on my head is another story. My mother, when I was 3 began cutting it into a pixie or burning it with a perm. I picked up where she left off, Ogelvi Home perms and cans of AquaNet were my tools. In high school in the 80’s I had a cross between a mousey brown lion’s mane and matted turkey feathers.
Since I left my teens I have sported a Wedge and a Rachel. I have had highlights and lowlight, a frost and fringe bangs. I have been chemically textured and been glazed like a donut . I have been a blond, brunette and redhead and all of those put together. I have paid WAYYY to much for a cut and 8.00 like everyone else in a pinch. When I finally decided my natural color was just fine…these little white numbers started popping up all over. I must admit for the last 6 years my hair is in a Mom knot 6 days a week…but once in a while I wanna feel pretty.
I thought I would share with you some of what I have learned from all of the stylist, colorist and dressers in my past…
- I brush my hair when it is dry.
- I shampoo every 3 days with mousturizing shampoo
- I condition with thickening conditioner
- I work through just a dab of shine serum
- I towel dry, sometimes
- I spray on Big Fat root lifter
- I blow dry with a big round brush–pulling up from the root to end and out on the sides
- I mist on Redken Spray Starch (like Niagra for your ironing)
- I set in 3 inch hot rollers (hello the 80’s called) and allow them to cool completely in my hair
- I “back comb” aka tease the crap out of the top and crown
- I finish any flat parts with a 2 inch curling iron
- I style and spray with ‘Big Sexy Hair” or Maxxed out spray
Now, don’t misunderstand–this is not some sort of 2 hour long relaxing beauty routine. I give chase, strip, bathe and dress 3 boys. I slap on my “mortician # 3” pale makeup and swig my coffee and pack a bag while waiting for the magic to happen.
Well, this is it–the best I can do.I gotta put on my smile and face the day.
I pack us up and get in the car-everyone buckled I check the rear view–this is what I see…
Oh, well I hope you have a good hair day! What is your beauty secret?