Author: EndrewJason

Your hair keeps receipts. It remembers the smell of bleach, the warm cloud of a blow-dry, the sharp “clean” scent of a detox shampoo, and that salon moment when your toner finally looks right. Then you step outside. Karachi humidity hits. Lahore dust settles. A long day turns into a late dinner. Someone calls you for a dawat, and you pull your hair into a quick claw-clip bun. That is when damage shows up. Not in a dramatic way. In tiny ways. Rough ends. Extra tangles. A snap when you detangle. The color looks dull faster than it used to.…