After my exposure to formaldehyde from the Brazilian Blowout in 2011, the chemical poisoning I experienced resulted in various health problems, including sensitivity to chemicals. Over the years, the sensitivity started to become worse.
By the month of May this past spring, I developed severe MCS (Multiple Chemical Sensitivities) after visiting a recently renovated home that exposed me to various toxic chemicals. That was the tipping point, and Continue reading
I’ve come to a point in my life regarding my health where something has got to give. I am sick more than I am well, and even when I am “well” it’s not that great. I don’t really remember what it feels like to feel good since the formaldehyde poisoning.
It’s been a while since my last post (being my trip to Washington, D.C. for the Salon Week of Action) and that is about to change. Tousled is in the process of being re-vamped, but thank you for your patience in the interim.
Since the Salon Week of Action, huge efforts have been made in the fight to get toxic products, such as the Brazilian Blowout, off the market. Once I returned home, I collaborated Continue reading
Last week I had the honor of accompanying the National Healthy Nail and Beauty Salon Alliance and the Campaign for Safe Cosmetics to Washington, D.C. where we lobbied to pass the Safe Cosmetics Act in an attempt to protect salon workers and consumers from toxic chemicals.
It has been nearly a year since I was diagnosed with formaldehyde poisoning from the Brazilian Blowout Treatment. I wanted to take a moment to update my readers with the progress of the FDA and where I am at.
In the months that followed, Continue reading
When I started my first official apprentice job I knew that I would not stay there more than a year. Bad education, drama, a dog running around and client services averaging 5 hours with lackluster results turned me off. I always figured that my leaving would be based on witnessing one too many foil bleeds for my liking. My plan was to leave once I was certain my resume was solid, and nothing could stand in the way of my next apprentice job. Everything was set. Yet I found myself sitting here in a daze, having just quit my job, without a clue as to what my next move will be.