My name is Rebecca Armstrong…
And just a week earlier I’d been so excited to see my eldest daughter marry her fiancée…
He was a catch – the kind of man you always hope your daughter would eventually meet…
Truthfully, I was SO proud of the woman she had become…
Kind… caring… beautiful…
She deserved the wedding of her dreams.
But for reasons I’ll explain shortly…
The Wedding Was a Total Disaster.
Not just for my daughter… but for me as well.
Because as it turned out…
My daughter’s wedding was the moment I came to a soul-crushing realization…
That my hair wasn’t anything like the thick and beautiful locks of my youth…
And everyone could see it.
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In fact, I could no longer ignore how bad it had become…
Fine and wispy strands covered my head like cobwebs
My scalp had become so visible you could see deep into my hairline
And the straw-like strands were so dry and damaged that they’d break just by looking at them
Deep down, I’d always known how bad my hair now looked...
I was ashamed when I looked at myself in the mirror…
And I hated going out in public with my hair down – unless it was winter and I could wear my beanie hat to cover it up.
But I didn’t think it could any worse…
Yet as you’ll see shortly, I made one humiliating mistake…
…that ruined my daughter’s wedding and almost destroyed our relationship.
Truthfully, it’s difficult to tell this story. But I have to, because...
This one mistake also led to a chance meeting… a Harvard study… and ultimately, the “Divine Locks Method” for revitalizing your thick, full and youthful hair.
See, right before the wedding I had booked an appointment with a stylist…
I wanted to look great for the biggest day of my daughter’s life.
When I arrived at the hair salon, I was met by a woman in a green blouse…
She sat me down in front of the mirror…
“What can I do for you?”
I told her about my brittle strands that fall out at the slightest touch…
…and how I needed her to carefully style my hair.
This was one of those salons where they spin your chair away from the mirror and go to work…
We made small talk and I drunk coffee…
I was having fun, but not for long…
Because eventually she spun me back around to face the mirror.Read More