I have spent my life trying to understand my hair. I am a firm believer in loving the hair you have and making the most of it. I don’t like to use a lot of products and I rarely color it, if at all. I mean sure I went through phases where I tried different things. But at the end of the day, I tried to just go with the flow.
Which would be fine if my hair had any kind of “flow”.
Up until I was a tween-ish aged girl, my hair was ssssstraight. I couldn’t buy a curl to save my life. When I was just shy of my 12th birthday, I remember using hot rollers for my sister’s wedding with about a half a can of hairspray. It was all but gone by the time I walked down the aisle.
Sometime in the following months, my hair (and my hormones) began to change. It started with a massively frizzy puff ball front and center and eventually surrounded my once straight hair with a giant brillo pad. It was a painful year or two of trial and error trying to figure out just WHO my hair wanted me to be. Was I the girl from Out of This World or Chelsea Clinton? We had a real problem.
I came to accept the fact that along with puberty, my hair transformed from completely straight to COMPLETELY curly. My high school and college years looked like the two photos on the bottom of that collage up there. The two on the top? Well…they really happened.
(ps. My apologies to the girls in the top right pic. I don’t remember any of your names so you don’t get protection from being subjected to this blog. I think we can all agree that I (tied shirt, black shorts) am not the shining star of that photo. Plus your clothes are awesome).
And then I had Oscar and my hair had another crisis. I could still wear it curly, but it was much more relaxed. I cut it short so I could easily straighten it if the mood struck. I had the best of both worlds! I finally had hair that would basically submit to my every whim. And I liked it.
And then I had Calvin.
This time, along with going back to completely straight, my hair is actually falling out. I heard that I should start taking Biotin so I am doing that and I also cut my snappy bangs which I totally love.
Heeey bangs, how YOU doin?
But the curl is gone gone gone. So gone that this week I decided to go out and buy a set of curlers to see what would happen. Not only do I think curled hair with this hairstyle completely aged me, the curls fell out in about 20 minutes, just like when I was 12. The hot rollers are going back to the store and I am going back to wondering what I should do next.
I fully expect to be wig shopping by the time I hit menopause.