And I mean it. Everything. I've gone to bed with my head completely drenched in olive oil. Baby oil, the lot. Silk hats. Scrunchies. Products that promised the earth. I've followed routines with so many steps I needed to write them down. My bathroom looked like a chemist's shop, full of half-used bottles of things that almost worked
The annoying part is that sometimes they actually did work. I'd wash my hair, load on the conditioner and add leave-in, and it would look brilliant. Two hours later it was gone. My hair just seems to eat conditioner. By morning it was just as dry and frizzy as always, as if I hadn't bothered at all.
Damp days: frizz. Sunny days: dry, brittle frizz. I could never do anything with it. I'd sit in front of the mirror feeling genuinely tense because my hair just wouldn't go right. Bad hair days, every single day. I hate that feeling. And I'd had it my whole life.
"I went to bed with olive oil all over my head. Baby oil, the lot. Nothing works. My hair just eats the conditioner."
People send me things to try all the time. I try them. They work for two hours, and that's it. I'd almost given up finding something that would actually hold. And then Eve Curls was sent to me.
Honestly, my first reaction was: here we go again. I've heard so many product promises. Revolutionary. Transformative. The only thing you'll ever need. I had long since stopped believing any of it. But I tried it. I said I'd give it a fair chance, so I did.
