by Marissa Ellis
I never thought it would happen to me. But we’ll get back to that in a second.
Like every woman out there, I’ve been inundated with advertisements of hair products promising to stregthen and volumize hair to make it healthy and lustrous. I ignored most of it. My hair was healthy after all and I didn’t need to “heal” it.
In the past few weeks, I’ve since changed my tune. I’ve been scouring product reviews to find out which protein treatments, deep conditioners, and moisturizers would help me avoid these daily thoughts of cutting it all off. That’s because a month ago, what I thought wouldn’t happen to me, happened: severe breakage.
Sure, I’ve read about it, but assumed most people were talking about split ends. I didn’t know your hair could really break off an inch from your head, taking fly-aways to a whole new level. In telling my hair horror story, I hope you can learn from my bad experience and be better informed about the dangers of coloring.
Go To A Colorist
The first mistake I made was not going to a “colorist.” I did go to a professional, a very expensive professional in a high end salon at that, but I soon found out that he was known more for his cutting/styling skills than his coloring skills.
I arrived at his salon at 8am on a Saturday morning, showed him a photo of the color I wanted, and he went to work ten minutes later. In essence, there was no consultation, and every good colorist does a consultation. The only question he asked me was when was the last time I had semi-permanent color in my hair. I put in a warm brown rinse in my hair every six weeks to cover my premature grey. So after I told him that I had a semi-permanent color in my hair done about a month ago, he just nodded.