Hair Majesty

How would you react if all of a sudden, with a flick of a finger, with a bat of an eyelash… you start losing your hair?

When you grew up having lustrous hair you never realize its value until the time you start balding.

When I was way (way, way…) younger, I had shorter thick hair. My Mom would complain on length, unending on how we (together with my Sister) should have short hair. Of course, because we live in a tropical country having shorter hair is a sensible idea.

When I was almost 12 I wanted a cut but my Uncle (a hairdresser) decided to give me a “Demi Moore” look. My Mom, (upon seeing this) told me that it does not look good on me and when I pointed out the “inspiration” of that look, she matter-of-factly told me that, Demi Moore is beautiful. Which from then onwards, opened my eyes that a longer hair equates beauty.

Or at least adds to it…

Last year, I had a massive dandruff scare. It was too much you would think of snowflakes abundance. As I was having a conversation about dandruff with my friend, she suggested I use lemons.

30 minutes before I wash my hair 3x a week, for 2 weeks. My impatience grew since I see no change. I was beyond desperation.

So I decided to apply the lemons and put a shower cap, then sleep and wash my hair the next day. I did this for 3 consecutive days and the 4th day I found out that on my upper left forehead, I was losing hair. A considerable amount of hair loss.

As I am a pretty laid back person, I shoved it off and did a comb-over. The next day, both parts were thinning so I decided to split the middle.

On the 6th day, I was completely miserable and got (a little) depressed.

Here are never before seen photos of my Balding Moment:

(Sans make up and a giant forehead, this is completely Raw πŸ˜‚)

I’m saying a little depressed because I’m an over-confident (on some aspects) individual that even on my balding moment I still have the drive to continue with life.

Resilience is something you would possibly admire about me. I’m in no way saying you should admire me but if there is, that should be my resilience. πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™€οΈπŸ˜‚ Because I was completely annoyed by looking ridiculously bald and there is no way to hide it, So I decided to cut my bangs.

I told myself, that’s not bad. Not bad at all.

I then started using Virgin Coconut Oil. It helped me a lot, it has a calming effect and moisturizes your skin.

I went to my Primary Doctor and had steroids for my seborrheic dermatitis (aka dandruff) and within days my hair started growing again.

Imagine my overflowing gratefulness when my hair started to grow back:

I was elated.



I am thankful to the unseen mover of all for returning my hair to its former glory. πŸ˜€

You never really realize the value of a thing until you lose it.

In my case, my crown. My beautiful, lustrous, voluminous crown, Hair Majesty. Xx