Washing my hair, well really styling it, can sometimes feel like the mane event of my day. It’s me and my blow dryer, mousse, styling gel, various brushes and a flat iron working in tandem for a solid half hour. On the days when even just the thought of that process is more than I <... >

Many among us still ignore, don’t know or don’t care that standard hair products are mine fields of chemicals, synthetic ingredients and petrochemical derivatives which contribute to high levels of toxicity not only in our bodies but also in the earth’s fresh water systems. Well, don’t blame us. Does anyone really understand any of those <... >

Fabulously glamorous? Absolutely. Wildly (and widely) renowned? Without a doubt. Pretentious? Anything but. I’ve had the privilege of visiting many a New York salon in my day – a feat that’s both a blessing and a curse. It’s easy to have good experiences; it’s difficult to have great ones. Rita Hazan accomplished the latter with <... >

The delusions of a beauty/fashion junkie, or does it seem that despite it only being a week and a half long, February is swallowed up almost entirely by Fashion Week? Out of the madness come tons of photos, swarms of couture-clad celebrities, dumpsters full of makeup remover and piles upon piles of new products. Some <... >

I’m the loyal, faithful, devoted type: too nervous to lie, too guilty to cheat, and typically too nervous to attempt either. Blessed and cursed with possessing possibly too much empathy, I don’t do sly, sneaky, or devious. I couldn’t live with such guilt, or with myself. I do unto others as I’d like done for <... >

Renowned hairstylist and founder of the Roy Teeluck Salon in New York City has opened the doors of his new salon, and we’re happy to have snuck an early look inside its doors. Previously situated above the Four Seasons Hotel, the glamorous salon is now conveniently nestled between Yves Saint Laurent, Prada and Chanel on <... >

It’s the start of a new year, but I have chosen to put myself back at Milk Studios during September 2010 New York Fashion Week. I’m happy to reminisce and my hair’s looking fine. In this memory, elation and tresses equate thanks to a new discovery: Number 4™ High Performance Hair Care Products. I am <... >

Every year – scratch that – every month, a new array of hair products come our way. But for a while now, we’ve been holding off – counting pennies as deftly as we count grays. It’s time to change that. For 2011, hair care is getting back into deserved luxe as we crawl away from <... >

For me, nothing feels better and more feminine than walking into February with a head full of bouncy healthy salon styled hair.

I have a thing for ocean-inspired and derived products. Maybe my body knows that the ocean is a wealth of naturally balanced minerals and micronutrients and it instinctively reaches to those healing powers. Evolutionary fossil theories suggest that at one point we humans were at some point creatures of the ocean and parallels between the <... >

Mordechai Alvow, a hairstylist and the founder of YAROK Haircare a budding, botanically based line (Yarok means “green” in Hebrew) of restorative hair care, is quite the jetsetter. Born in Israel, he now splits his time between NYC and Chicago, as well as other locations now and then for editorial shoots. His line, Yarok, represents <... >

Prepare yourselves for another British invasion. From the land of rain and fog comes the Urban Therapy Twisted Sista Line. Whether you go curly or straight, this hair care line is designed for the girl who wants frugal fabulous-ness and who’s used to a mop of frizz-laden curls that can’t decide which way to go. <... >

Alibi NYC Salon has been open for about five months and seemed quite busy on the sunny October morning when I visited. Situated in a 2,200-square-foot loft in the heart of SoHo, with beautiful wooden floors, Rococo-style chandeliers, a chic black and white color theme, and avant-garde art, the salon looks like a contemporary lounge <... >

The humidity-soaked days served up this summer invoked one undeniable sentiment for yours truly: I have a barometer on my head, and its effect is not cute. It’s not cute at all. By September, the tale of Me Versus the Big Frizz was a woefully tired one. The shellac-and-pull-back being seemingly my only option, I <... >

As if Junior High isn’t already awkward enough, my time in seventh and eighth grade coincided with the last gasps of the Big Hair movement.

I’m on a flight right now to San Francsico and the Delta aircrew is wearing pink. They’re selling pink lemonade and pink cosmos. What’s the occasion? In case you hadn’t heard, October is Breast Cancer Awareness month, and every year, more and more organizations find themselves involved in supporting the cause because, well, it’s a <... >

It’s difficult to say it. The words don’t want to come out, but they must. Summer. Is. Over. In September, it’s easy to hold on to summer since its last day technically isn’t until late in the month (contrary to popular opinion that it’s Labor Day). But once October hits, there’s no more denying it <... >

Booking an appointment for a cut or color during New York Fashion Week could be either the smartest or most asinine move a girl could make. When I booked one for color at the Serge Normant at John Frieda downtown location one evening during the infamous week of glam, I wasn’t sure which way my <... >

My friend R. has struggled most of her adult life with a problem most women don’t even think about on a daily basis. When she has a “bad hair day”, it means something totally different than “my hair is a little limp today,” or “OMG, it’s raining, and I just got a blowout.” I tiptoe <... >

As the enemy of polished looks everywhere, frizz is a much maligned, hard-to-ignore annoyance. Everyone from the neighborhood drug store to your upscale department store and boutique apothecary has a hopeful solution for all levels of fuzzyheads; options for straightening, sleek-ifying, and flattening hair abound. From shampoo and conditioner to serum and spray, from pump <... >