This is a story about my hair.
I always had long hair, medium brown, worn with bangs. When I
was of school age I usually had pigtails, then when I was in my teens it was
"Cleopatra style". When I was in my late teens, I made some money as a "hair
model" for a very well known catalan salon named Cebado. That was around the
time that my sister Nuri decided she wanted to become a hair stylist, and she
was the one that told me about being a hair model. Sr. Cebado always asked for
me because he said I had the perfect hair to style, thick and glossy and good
for any style.
Nuri also used me and our mom as hair models to try
different techniques she needed to master to get her diploma.
What I am saying is I always had my hair done, and it always
looked good. Even when I just washed it and let it dry on its own.
When I married and moved to Dixon, California, I almost never
went to a salon. The main reason was I couldn't express myself well in English
and I never got any results I was happy with.
After Lizzie was born I started getting gray hairs, lots of
them. I remember one time at the Library somebody asked me where I had my hair
colored because it looked like I had highlights and they said it looked very
nice. Gray hair runs in my family. My grandmother had gray hair, so did my aunt
Socorro, and of course, Lizzie. My mother had gray hair but she kept it colored.
So did I.
By the time I turned 60, I started to notice my hair thinning, I had
what I called a bald spot on my crown, which I tried to keep it
covered.
I have to add that I never really learned how to care for my
hair, maybe because until the time I came to the US, it always taken care of by
my sister or Cebado.
I don't like to go to have my hair done. Is not as bad as
going to the dentist but it comes a close second. I don't enjoy having my hair
washed, or massaged or cut or styled. It never comes the way I like and I feel
tense all the time.
Finally I found a stylist I like in a salon in uptown Whittier
called Artika . I always enjoyed the results, but I still had to drag myself to
make an appointment. Luckily my hair was still nice and I could just wash and
wear and it looked OK.
Until now.
In the last couple of years my hair has thinned down
considerably, it's fine and has no body. You can see my scalp. It's horrid! My
doctor told me part of it is caused by stress, also maybe some of the
medications I take for diabetes, and also because of age. Grrrrr.
I have taken to wear a cap when I go out. Right now my hair
is shoulder length and has no shape. I made an appointment at Artika for
tomorrow but they had no openings, I will try again for Wednesday.
My stylist, Lauren, said I should lighten it or let it go
white and that way it wouldn't show (the scalp) as much as now when is brown.
I don't really want to go all white, and a light color makes
my face disappear. So I don't know what to do.
I even looked at wigs, but I know it would bother me having
something on my head all the time and it would probably always look
askew!
I am open for suggestions.
