The scalp, a living terrain
Beneath your hair lives a whole ecosystem, and a cycle that has been turning since you were born. Two ideas from trichology that illuminate almost everything else.
ReadSkin and hair mirror the whole body: the plate, movement, sleep, emotions. We share here, openly, what we learn.
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What trichology knows about the silver fibre: the scalp as terrain, the hair cycle, the microbiome, and the daily gestures that suit depigmented hair.
Beneath your hair lives a whole ecosystem, and a cycle that has been turning since you were born. Two ideas from trichology that illuminate almost everything else.
ReadWe all remember it. The mirror, the morning light, and one strand unlike any other. Here is what is actually happening, and why it is a gain.
ReadThe golden cast that settles in over summer has a straightforward explanation. Understanding where it comes from is usually enough to know what to do, and what to set aside.
ReadHair is built from within. The plate, the gut-skin axis, sleep, the circadian cycle, movement, breath: everything that feeds the fibre before it leaves the follicle.
Your follicle lives on what your blood brings it. Everything that improves circulation and calms the nervous system works for your fibre.
ReadYour follicle follows a clock, exactly as you do. What happens between midnight and four in the morning will show on your fibre in three months.
ReadMany women live the hair transition and the hormonal transition at once. Here is what genuinely connects the two.
ReadStroking a dog for a few minutes shifts your internal chemistry in measurable ways. And whatever touches cortisol ends up touching hair.
ReadThe quality of the fibre is decided as it is being made, a few millimetres beneath the scalp. What happens there begins on the plate.
ReadWhat passes from one generation to the next: the gestures, the words, the way we look at our own hair. The most intimate part of our house.
Long before genes, a mother passes on a way of looking. The one she turns on her own hair, her daughter learns by watching her.
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