a doula, a midwife apprentice, and a childbirth educator get together for a playdate?
Why, something happens to my hair, of course! Last time, it was significantly chopped. This time, it was henna’d. Ooo, I love it!
I hate maintenance. I despise getting a hair cut. I have never colored my hair out of fear of continuing maintenance (ok, there was that one time in college that resulted in a cranberry-streaked disaster). I don’t own a curling iron, blow dryer, straightener, etc. My hair routine is wash (no shampoo, of course), scrunch with some lavendar water and gel, and air dry.
Still, my hair seems a little dull these days. Henna seemed like a good option to pick up some highlights, cover a few strands that are betraying me, and add some conditioning. Caryn graciously agreed to do it all for me hold my hand.
It turned out perfect. No dramatic change. I doubt anyone (who doesn’t read my blog, that is) will notice. And the best part about henna–it simply fades over time…no roots showing through…no maintenance.
So what is involved? I bought some henna at Whole Foods. It was pretty inexpensive–6.99. We brewed tea to mix with it. You can use coffee for deeper brown tones. Added apple cider vinegar and an egg. Then Caryn painted my hair with a paintbrush until I looked like I had been puddle-jumping at Camp Pinnacle.
And like post-puddle-jumping, I simply rinsed, rinsed, rinsed until most of the grit disappeared down the drain.