Your No-Bullshit Guide To Getting A Perm
Curls? Good. Frizz? Not always.
As I once did with cannabis, I must now do with perms.
Because we all have that friend, right?
The friend who does The One Thing.
The iPhone Friend. The Improv Friend. The Unironic GOOP Fan Friend.
Me, I’m the Perm Friend.
My hair is naturally bone straight. So straight that it would kill perfect Shirley Temple curls in one hour no matter how much hair spray was employed.
Worse, it was limp. No volume at all. I learned how to backbrush my hair at Bible Camp and my hair was hardly un-frizzy again. Brushes and bobby pins alike died in the attempt to give my hair volume.
Until I finally caved. On Halloween of 2016, I got my first perm.
It took about a year before I nailed my look and found the perfect cycle, stylist, and routine for my hair. But here I am at last. One perfectly happy, content curly-haired woman.
Now? It’s my duty to pass on what I’ve learned. Take the lessons I did not learn until later. Go forth to beauty!
