For those of you who have only met me over the internet, my hair is all kinds of crazy. I have ringlets, curls, waves and straight bits all vying for attention. All this afro insanity has the ability, like nothing else, to kill my self esteem. Regardless of what I am wearing, my weight or my skin; if my hair is throwing a tantrum I feel down and self-conscious all day.
Thank the stars for Ashley from Taylor Taylor London. I booked with some trepidation, normally hairdressers will just attack me with the thinning scissors regardless of what style I have asked for. But the amazing Ashley did quite the opposite – she listened.
As well cutting my mop into a rocking medium length bob, Ashley gave me a brazilian. A brazilian blowout that it. You can read all about the blowout itself on-line – pro’s, con’s, controversy and all. All I can say is that it really REALLY worked for me. It will not last forever, but I figure that it is the equivalent to some people dying their hair every few months.
The most important thing, and the main reason to go and see someone like Ashley, is how she approached my hair. Rather than just going in guns blazing and doing my entire head (and charging me £££+ in the process), she recognised that the tightest curls were on the top of my head and just did the treatment there.
The final result was my hair being normal for the first time in its life. Not straight by any means, but it calmed down the curliest bits and made my hair more uniform.
I know that looks aren’t everything, but I have not walked so tall in such a long time.
As for Taylor Taylor – the salon looks like a 2012 dream of Marie Antoinette. The only difference being that rather than Kings and Queens, this dream is full of Shoreditch cool kids and Hackney hipsters.
I can’t forget the best part of Taylor Taylor – free cocktails.