I’ve embraced processed, color-treated hair since I was 10, when my mom inexplicably permitted me to get chunky platinum highlights in my very dark hair. From then on I was hooked, and I’ve spent the past decade (plus a few years) putting my hair through hell. I’m growing it out now, but prior to the past 10 months or so, I hadn’t seen my natural color in years. Needless to say, my hair has seen some shit. It’s fallen out in clumps from being so damaged from bleach, knotted irreparably in the back from lack of brushing (I thought I was ...
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