since moving to the city, my hair has gone through quite the rollercoaster ride ie: cold dry weather, black box hair dye (forgive me, i was having a marc jacobs runway moment, and wanted to jump on the black train), and now the humidity that summer has to offer.
the game changer was when spoke & weal, the salon i swear by back in los angeles, opened up in nyc (even vogue was excited) and alas my hair came back to life thanks to the calculating and miraculous hands of jon reyman and colorist christine thompson.
i get stopped down the streets from utter strangers, get questioned from my clients and talent, and get emails from my readers with : who, what, where, how?
the picture above i took myself on a sunday morning with nothing more that slabbing on some light elements cream. really wanting to capture how my hair looks naturally and not right after the salon/professional help, here is the real deal.
if you're in the los angeles or nyc area, check them out.
i promise your mane-life will forever change.
