I recently went on a trip to Paris. While I was there, I spent my days wandering the city, eating my weight in foods that were likely composed of 80 percent

butter, and browsing French pharmacies to stock up on Biafine.

In between destinations, I stopped at many cafés to people-watch, and while I was sipping espresso and drooling over the fashion, something else kept catching my eye—the hair. French women know hair in a way that we don’t in America. In France, hair is best left natural and slightly tousled, for a sexy, undone vibe. Everyone’s strands made me want to throw out my hair spray immediately.