This photo, from the 80s, shows my past predilection for – gulp – the permanent wave.
Yes – I used to endure the toxic fumes of harsh chemicals, all for a little body in my hair. And it worked. It also burned my scalp from time to time. And the smell was horrible. But the end result? Curls!
It’s been decades since I had a permanent and so my hair is bone straight. I’m okay with that, but I can’t lie. When I see a chick with natural curls, I feel envy. And then I smile. The grass may be greener on the other side of the scalp, but at least this head isn’t burned and smelly. And unfortunately, I know of what I speak.