“You ready?” the hairdresser asked me with a smile, holding foil and a tub of light cream in her hands.
This was supposed to be fun, I told myself. Staring in the mirror, surrounded by scissors, blow driers and chemicals, I paused. I had always been brunette. Why did I so desire a change? I’d just wanted to try something new, different. Why was I suddenly hesitant?
The pungent stench of the bleach raked my nose. I knew that once the hairdresser brushed the mixture, containing the same chemical used in fertilizers and household cleaners, onto my hair, the molecules in the bleach would begin permeating every brown strand. The hair’s walls must first be penetrated. When the chemicals gained access to the depths of my hair, they would rob the color from the hair’s proteins, leaving only colorless molecules in their wake. Foreign molecules of a new color would then take up residence within the hair shaft while the outer wall of the hair remained open. Those strands of hair would transform at the molecular level, never to return to their former state. Full Article »