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Changing to sulfate free


I was lucky enough to be born with thick curly hair that I have never grown out of. If anything the curls have got more defined. I have never straightened or dyed it either so the only damage is wear and tear from baubles.

Due to my ocd and finding something that worked I didn't even really change my hair routine until recently. My sister found a specific way of washing curly hair and products that would benefit it way more than it was. (Back note me and my sister both have curly hair)
So on the recommendation of what she found I changed to a sulfate free shampoo and conditioner and added a curl creme to my routine to boost my curl even more. It took a bit of getting used to doing the routine every time but the change in my hair and scalp has been more than benefical. I wouldn't go back to the brands I was using before. When asking a hairdresser I had recently how my hair was she said it was in good condition so I really did make the right choice to change to sulfate free. 
I'm not saying that I wouldn't add anything else to my routine but at the minute what I'm doing is benefiting me. It's making me accept my curls even more because they are more pronounced. 

I am still relatively new to it all so finding brands that offer sulfate free always takes a bit of time. But it is interesting to see how many are now changing  because if the change in social acceptance. More people being aware of what they are using on there heads. 



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