Last month my mother told you about her first cosmetics and how flirtatious teenagers were in the '70s. The series of articles continues and because there are beautiful and interesting stories that are worth telling, today we have prepared a new beauty-scented memory. I hope you enjoy!
And because we talked about how we tried to be beautiful even without a tutorial on how to put on makeup or how to take care of our skin, I think we can talk a little bit about the care of any woman's natural adornment: hair. It is true that most women are gifted by nature with rich, beautiful and healthy hair, but it is no less true that without sustained effort throughout life, hair can lose its health and beauty. So how did we take care of our hair at a time when hair masks, maintenance treatments or specialized shampoos were little known and of course used, even in hair salons?
Beautiful and healthy hair, this was the motto and goal of any mother who wanted her child to be admired from the first tails related to regulatory funds. So neither I nor my sisters got rid of their long hair, which they wore nicely in ponytails at school and left loose on their backs or caught in a ponytail the rest of the time. I can't say how the first years of hair care went because my mother was the one who took special care, but from the age of 10-12, I know for sure what the routine of taking care of what has really become a adornment, admired by everyone. To have a healthy, rich hair, which when left free reached to the waist, could not go unnoticed.
But let's start with the beginning. The routine was as follows: wash, dry and sometimes not laugh, cofat. Well, something that meant that in the end your hair would look different than natural.
Hair washing. Once a week, usually on Sunday evenings. Two waters, first with homemade soap and then with chamomile or nettle shampoo. 10 lei the bottle. White-yellow with egg and blue-green with chamomile. They were very good.
Then I rinsed in the musai two waters and the third in which I put a glass of vinegar, to remove all traces of soap and to shine beautifully. The mother said that the hair is clean, washed well if the hair is tightly held in the end. creaked. God, what a sensation!
It was dried in the summer, on the balcony in the sun, so we washed at noon, and in the winter in the kitchen by the stove, being very careful not to let anything happen. The phoenix came into our lives later in the 1980s, but that didn't mean we were standing in its place.
The next day, the circus started, which lasted 2-3 days: being very rich, slightly wavy, it was difficult to handle, which is why I only used the natural hair brush and to make it easier to use, I used walnut oil. The famous bottles of walnut oil are not missing from a house with girls. And they really worked. Her hair smelled nice, and she could handle it easily. We didn't pull to break it, we didn't exchange hair brushes or combs. We were four girls and each had our own hairbrush and comb. I periodically washed my hair brushes with soap, rinsed them very well with vinegar and air-dried them. My mother cared a lot about following these habits.
From time to time, we received a more special treatment: before washing, our mother gave us a light hair massage with gas. It was clear that he did not give us any pleasure, but there was no way out and I admit now that this treatment was probably beneficial, because there was no way to lose our hair, to have dandruff or other surprises, such as the lice I hear about today. that they are found in most school communities SELECTED.
Today, specialized petroleum-based products are in high demand and highly valued. We only had the gas lamp, which at one point was increasingly difficult to find. But my mother was looking for him and we always have at hand the hair "treatment", a bit smelly, but effective.
Another treatment I used to get from time to time was the natural egg yolk shampoo. Two or three yolks, with which the hair was washed well and then the rinsing which lasted a little longer until we got rid of omelette from the head. Today I do it with great pleasure and good will.
In the spring, rinsing was more special, because when the nettles appeared, it began treatment with foul-smelling stew. And it had a dying color. But our mother was watching over us, so we didn't get left untreated because in the end she checked us if we washed our hair well and rinsed it according to the established standards. Remember: squeak clean!
And not to mention that we didn't care about the appearance, you know that we blondes (yes, I was blonde!) Had rinsing with chamomile tea, and the brunettes with walnut leaf stew. What do you say, were we chic? It was not very easy to have beautiful hair, you had to make a substantial effort but it was worth it.
The hairdressing part came later. After 16 years when I started thinking about arranging it other than in tails, in a tail or left free on the back. So what could I do? The curlers, but up to them the midwives lived their glory period. A strip of cloth on which a piece of newspaper was placed. Then I took a thin strand of hair and twisted it by tying the ends of the strip of cloth. The midwives were practical, you slept well with them and cheap. In the morning you had a lock of curly hair, ruffled on all sides.
During my college years, I tried something more "exotic" at the time: many African tails, usually about 24, thin at the ends with plastic beads that closed like today's lego pieces with small legs. Earrings that hung and a small necklace with a chain and I got one look more apart. I really enjoyed that period. And I think the pictures also show me having fun.
Then began my special relationship with hair salons, but another time because it was a troubled relationship, which deserves to be told at length. However, there were many, they offered various services and even if today there are thousands of offers on hair care from simple washing-hairdressing services to established hair stylists, even then women were not bored and there were even many salons where there were highly appreciated hairdressers. and to which you came to recondition an acquaintance. Yes, today the salon or hairstylist is advertised, then the recommendation of the satisfied client was the only one able to advertise you and bring you new clients.
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21 comments
very interesting article
we are also waiting for my mother's experience with the salons
I was also waiting for that one, but it surprised me too 😀
My mother used to tell me such stories when I was a myth 😀
These stories are worth telling, it's a shame to let them die 🙁
What a cute article! <3
I'm glad you liked it! 😀
How beautiful, Ioana, how beautiful, madam!
We are very happy that the dolls liked the story <3
My mother also washed me with gas when I was little and I had thicker and rougher hair, now it is thin and breaks easily. I should resume treatment 🙂
Thanks for the trip as a child, it reminded me of many memories. 😀
Aoleu, I also remember that my grandmother used to give it to me, I don't want to remember :)))
Thank you! 🙂
Very beautiful story today: *
Dearfully! And I'm very glad you liked the story 😀
A great article! I also used the gas as a hardener for the hair. I learned from my grandmother. To as many posts as possible!
Did you read mom? To as many posts as possible! 😀
It is more than a real delight to read such posts, I hope you will continue to win our expectations, until next time I can only say thank you for the short reading!
Reading your article as if I saw myself and my girls again 🙂 I did similar rituals, I wanted my girls to be the most beautiful 😉
What beautiful memories! 😀
how interesting these articles seem to me .. the other day I saw some pictures with my young mother…. God, how chic and arranged it was !!! Not to admit !! Her hair was gorgeous, and she curled it, arranged it, it was super neat and at that time women certainly didn't have so many products available! My mother is 57 years old :)), that's what I say :))
My sister and I had short hair, but the treatment was the same. Homemade soap with mint and nettle made by mama, the indispensable gas, the vinegar pancake. Your article evoked many memories.
Hehe… I hope you remembered them fondly 😀
Very cool, I also had to deal with household soaps and lampante gas as a child. I think then I had healthier hair anyway, now my scalp is like a mimosa that doesn't suffer from any shampoo.