My relationship with my hair straighteners is the most reliable, long-term one I’ve ever had. After I got my first pair, I didn’t look back. They perfectly smoothed my candy floss-esque hair texture and helped revive limp noodle curls in a single twist. What wasn’t to love? The damage, that’s what!
I was already hooked by the time I realised the havoc that heat was wreaking on my tresses, and while I’ve tried to go teetotal over the years, those ceramic plates keep calling me back. So you can imagine my scepticism when, on one evening online scroll session, I discovered the ‘heatless curl method’. Lo and behold, Gen Z were cutting out the need for heat, using the most random of objects.
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