I was in Paris on vacation in April and my hair was a wreck and long overdue for a relaxer when I left so I decided to get it done while I was there. I set up an appointment with a black-owned shop (former Golden Scissors award winner) on the Champs-Elysses but I cancelled it because I think it was 70 euros for a wash and blowdry aka $120 USD! and I needed a relaxer also. I'm told it is a very nice upscale salon.
I had a Black Paris guidebook that had directed me to a Metro stop where all the black beauty supply shops are and hair salons (can't remember name while I am typing but can look at my travel journal notes). I was immediately bombarded with African men standing in front of the shops yelling something at me in French that I did not understand (being that I only speak English and a teeny bit of Spanish)...all I could make out was 'coiffure' or something like that. It was very intimidating. Then one guy finally figured out I didn't know the language and spoke to me in English and directed me into a shop. It was a beauty supply and a salon....pretty low end looking. The floor was covered in hair. I had to buy the relaxer kit (the same ones we buy at the grocery stores here in the US for about $7) first. I went to the back of the shop to the salon and tried my best with the guys assistance to explain what I wanted done. None of the stylists spoke English. They were all African ladies doing mainly weaves but also relaxers, styling etc. Well I probably should have just gone back to my hotel and dealt with my hair myself but I went ahead with it. I had like 4 different people doing my hair...basically whoever had a spare moment would stop by and pick up where the other person left off. It was a very different experience! And a scary one especially using a relaxer. Well one lady put it in my hair and was asking me to buy another kit. I often do my own relaxer at home and never need more than one kit so I refused. I later noticed that random girls would come in the shop and the stylists would use whatever leftover relaxer that was on the counters in their hair. Once it was in my hair she went to get something to eat and it was in my hair for quite a while longer than I am used to. I had no clue how to communicate so I was doing a lot of pointing (lol) and one finally asked if I wanted it washed out and I was like uh YES...they all kept telling me that I needed to leave it in longer. At this point I am wondering if I should make a beeline to the sink and wash it out myself before my hair falls out! I get excited because another woman comes and takes me to the sink so I am thinking yes finally. But she leaves also. Then random people come and start washing their dishes from lunch in the sink which has my head & hair laying back into it! Finally someone else comes and starts washing the relaxer out of my hair...I have no idea how long it was in now but it was well over 30 minutes. It wasnt really burning though. The someone else comes and blowdries me out...and I have to say she did a hell of a job...I've never had my hair blown out so straight before. Between the lengthy relaxer and the the blow dry technique my hair was the straightest it has ever been in my life. Not that that is what I wanted because I do not like my hair super straight...just relaxed enough to work with easily. I think some of it was that the texture of my hair was not as coarse as the Africans I saw in the shop and maybe the length of time they left it in was what they were used to for their hair texture. I think it was like 40 Euros for the relaxer and blowdry.
Anyhoo that was my experience getting my hair done in Paris. Lets just say next time I go..I will make the time to get my hair done beforehand or try the Champs-Elysses salon which was opened by a black American.
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