Bangkok has a lot to answer for. My Maltese background meant I was afforded a lot of thick, curly and healthy hair but something sinister has been going on. It's our two year anniversary this week and lots of people have asked me what's changed and what I miss. Well it's my hair.
Bangkok stole my curls. The humidity equals frizz and yes, there's lots of lotions, potions, bottles and tubes which promise sleek hair but they all lie. I have a theory that the water is mostly to blame and reading other women's posts, I'm not alone. In a frantic attempt to find the reason, I searched the net and found lots of ideas. But even the natural remedies such as cider vinegar and baking soda require rinsing with water. Is the water worse than London's, which is known for its 'hardness', essentially a euphemism for its reputation for being chemically enhanced.
Talk to any expat lady, they will tell you a horror story about hairdressing here. A 400B price tag does not equal a Tony and Guy cut so be prepared to pay European prices for your cut n blow dry but even then you can not guarantee its condition. Most friends say they will wait until they go home to have it done and I don't blame them. My hairdresser at home was aghast and I got a lecture about sun damage, regular trims and conditioning treatments.
But all that stuff just doesn't seem to work here. I know. I have tried them.
The oddity is that apart from sun damage, changing my brunette to burnt orange, (another arggghhh) it's not full of split ends. A massage lady, who delivered an amazing massage said in broken Thai, that my hair needed love and that I shouldn't wear it up as it is breaking it. So I've opted for a shorter cut as the length was too hot to leave down, it felt like a carpet on my back and often resulted in scrapping up into a bun. So maybe, just like we have acclimatised to 16 degrees being winter, maybe my hair adjusted by thinning out like a husky in summer.
My inquisitive self met another curly haired lady and I asked her about her hair. She concluded the same, we had been robbed of our curls by a city which only appreciates sleek, Brazilian blow dries. So if there is a magical formula for bringing back my curls, or a god or godess of twirls that can help restore my locks to its former glory, then please let me know....