Then I thought it was heat damage, from the last flatiron in August. But a heat protectant was used and though the hairdresser wasn't so gentle; yeah I saw a gazillion hairs (my hairy-greedy eye) on the floor when she was done blowdrying and flatironing, but it wasn't a head full of hair on that floor. Hmmmmmmmmmmm.....think some more.
|Detangling in sections.|
I then moisturised again and sealed with coconut oil, wrapped my hair up and tied down with my scarf...my good old scarf.
I styled it loosely this morning but then again, hair-sense knocked and I grabbed some bobby pins to tuck it all away.
I was so pleased I'm sure I smiled all through my sleep and I'm beaming this morning so much you could fry eggs on my face ....hahaahaha. Thank God my hair is OK.