Losing my dye virginity ended up being a pretty painless experience — much easier than losing my actual you know what. When I touched my hair for the first time after doing what I'd always been told would totally ruin it, I felt that my texture was still as soft and silky as before.
But there was an added extra grit and heft to my hair that I instantly appreciated. After spending a lifetime bemoaning what I thought to be limp, lifeless strands that did not enjoy holding a curl, I found that coloring my hair f*cked it up just enough.
Whereas before I'd need a touch-up with an iron by 6 p.m. if I wanted to wear a full day of curls, with my new acid-wash hair, waves hold overnight.