No matter how much work I put into my hair, unless the weather is totally on my side, it looks bad within hours. All my effort is erased, and I'm left with curls that aren't pretty. Frizz that is ratty looking. Locks that look dry and brittle. And zero shine.
For the past four years, I've been going to Julie at Sergio Limpopo. She charges $99 and does a fantastic job.
When Julie got pregnant a couple of years ago, I got nervous she'd leave. And was grateful when she didn't. But this year when I call, I'm told she's left. Assuming she's at another salon, I ask where she's gone. I know she lives in an outer borough and I'm already thinking, I don't care. I'll take the subway to Queens. Or Brooklyn. Even Staten Island, though I think that could require a ferry. "Julie got her nursing degree and now works at a hospital." Hmmm. Not the answer I expected. Good for Julie, bad for me.
Last week Stephanie, a co-worker, comes in with great looking new hair. She tells me about Adriana at Davida Hair Salon on the Upper East Side. I book an appointment and today I go.
Adriana is great. She recommends Lazio's Mocha Silk treatment. "It's particularly good for very dry hair." It's supposed to remove 100% of the frizz, last up to four months, and, I can wash my hair in just 24 hours.
We both don masks, which makes me question the formaldehyde level. But I quickly rationalize that thought away with, I only do this once a year and it makes such a big difference.
By the time I leave, 90 minutes later, I'm happy.
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