Ever since I posted about my Brazilian Blowout experience I have been getting question after question on how it’s holding up. I promise I haven’t been ignoring you…I just want to post something that actually has some value to it!
I have a confession. I am obsessed with my hair. To a ridiculous level. I don’t let ANYONE touch my hair other than my prized stylist in Arizona (Izzy, I love you). Many of you may be thinking, “What’s so ridiculous about that? I go to the same stylist and have for years.” Well, it gets ridiculous when you realize that I live in Florida…exactly 2,152 miles away from said hair stylist.
I search for any and every reason to head back home in order to trim up the tresses and this is all because I received one HORRID hair cut back in college from a new butcher stylist I tried. Let’s just say when the annual 80s party that the lacrosse team threw came around, me and my bouffant bangs fit in perfectly.
Other than cutting my hair I don’t do anything else to it…no color, no relaxers, no chemical treatments, no extensions…all because I am deathly afraid of ruining my locks. This mindset started to change when I read about the Brazilian Blowout. Living in Florida the humidity does a frizzy number on my hair. I can’t step outside for more than a minute without looking like my finger was just put in an electrical socket. The press on the Brazilian Blowout can’t be ignored and I was sold on the product. I searched online to find the best salon in the area that offered the blowout and made an appointment. Congrats Sella Luca in Winter Park and stylist Katie…you are the lucky google search winners! Continue reading