Worst Shampoo For Permed Hair Novels & Stories

“Not great. My hair gets too stiff afterwards and it’s a hassle to wash it out.” I smiled at how endearing she was right now. She’d put her very thin, very white hair at risk just to learn how to do my edges, that was admirable. She was willing to have patchy front hair just so she learnt how to do my edges. “This hair gel is too strong for your type of hair. It’s too thin and you could end up with hair loss.” Her eyelids dilated at my words. “Really?” I nodded. “It’s made for people with kinky hair.” I looked in the mirror and observed my edges. “Well, it looks like you’re an expert now, so you don’t need to torture your hair any longer.”

I knew if I didn’t try to relax, I’d stutter and get frustrated. “I got up, everything was normal and all of a sudden, my hair was chopped in half. I’m sure you’ve seen something like this before,” Her eyes scanned my hair for a few seconds. “It’s a clean chop, like it was done by a scissors,” “Exactly!” “I think it was the shampoo,” “Shampoo? Why would my shampoo cut my hair? Even if it did, it wouldn’t chop the hair in half, it would chop off the hair unevenly, down to its roots,”

When I looked in the mirror, I remembered Kai's initial comment about my hair, that it looks best when it's free and not tied back. I grin. What's the point of having loose hair if I'm already sweating? Kai had no idea how difficult to maintain this hair. I don't even have time for a haircut, and I struggle with my hair every time I bathe and comb it. But the homemade shampoo and conditioner I made with coconut and aloe vera really help. Because I never used a product containing a chemical mixture, my hair is naturally beautiful.

"Oh, boy, you truly needed a woman." "That's not the worst of it," Rita says, eyes gleaming with excitement. "It can't get worse," Molly says, hand over her heart. "No, it really can't," I say through my teeth. "Right, sweetheart?" "He used that all-in-one shampoo and body wash stuff," she says, shaking her head. "It was the no-tears kind, you know, for little kids? Organic though, which I thought was very good, but when I asked him about it, he said it was to save time. Poured it over his head, rubbed it all over, and boom, all clean."

It hadn’t been washed or combed properly in three days because of everything that had happened recently. I sighed deeply while touching it. “This is horrible.” On the counter nearby were several expensive hair products neatly arranged. Shampoo, conditioner, oils, creams—things I had probably never used in a long while. Curiously, I grabbed the shampoo bottle and squeezed some into my palm before applying it to my hair. At first, everything seemed fine. Then suddenly “Ahh!” The shampoo slipped into my eyes. I quickly rinsed my face with water while blinking painfully. “Oh God…”