Pixie Geldof’s Hair-Raising Stories
When we encountered Pixie Geldof backstage at the C’N'C show in Milan last night, her hair was being tortured. Enrico Mariotti, the man in charge of her now recognizable platinum blond coif, was yanking, back-combing, tweezing, teasing, stretching, and gluing her over-processed locks into a frizzled nest on the top of her head. “This is nothing,” he said, pulling out his iPhone for some show-and-tell of his masterpieces from Jeremy Scott’s Spring show, where Geldof sported a tall, Flintstones-style updo with technicolored, crimped extensions exploding form a bone-shaped clasp. “It bobbed when I walked,” Geldof recalled of the runway look. “I would totally wear that hairpiece to a party,” she added in what was likely complete seriousness (we were talking to London’s resident wild child, after all). With all the extreme styling that her natural hair is frequently subjected to, we couldn’t help but wonder if she struggles with breakage—or worse, if chunks of her hair ever just fall out. So we asked. “I have my methods on hair maintenance,” she said, revealing a few tricks of the peroxide-application trade. “When I bleach, I don’t wash my hair for a few days before; that way my scalp is dirty and protected from the chemicals. Then post-dye, I leave it dirty again so that my natural hair oils feed and repair my hair.” Ah. So there is, in fact, a method to the madness. Alas, if only we had time to get her notes on the art of country-to-country party-hopping and up-all-night antics. Another time.