In one sense, I have been follicly blessed. I do have a head full of hair, after all.
The problem lies, however, in the fact that running a brush through my hair has often been a physical impossibility. Curly, wavy, frizzy. Whatever you want to call it-- it's a little twisted. I'm not sure when my hair became the way it is, because I look at pictures of myself in child form and my hair then seems to have been quite manageable. Or maybe it just lived a peaceful life because I didn't care what it did...
So, by that logic, the moment I started to care about it, it rebelled. It rebelled in 8th grade.
I don't suppose it helped that the styles that year were incredibly pin-straight. I used to watch those shampoo commercials where the models ran their fingers through their fantastically straight and shiny hair. I'll tell ya, there is nothing worse for a curly-haired girl than a single Fructis commercial; it will squash your ego under a rock in the Mariana Trench for at least six months, maybe more if you were having a really bad hair day on the view-date.
Over the years I have tried many, many approaches with the willful beast on my head.
(Pardon all the self portraits. There have been points when I had no life and entirely too much camera access)
I'll get the worst out of the way first:
The "Let's Pretend it's Not Curly"
The procedure was simple: Slick the front with enough gel to keep even my eyebrows immobile, then stick the rest in a ponytail: out of sight, out of mind.
Also known as the most mindless thing I have ever done. Notice the random tendrils. Those were on purpose, please don't ask me why.
The Somewhat Bun.
The slightly more subtle evolution of the first. Sad confession: I still do this sometimes.
The Legolas Wannabe
Mis-use of a straightening iron. I was a LOTR addict. (note the random braid) This is painful for me to talk about, so we'll move on.
Covering It Up
scarfs, hats, headbands. You name it.
Then I went short.
Easy to take care of, I loved it. But looking back, I have to admit that it was a tad triangular.
And in Pigtails
Oh poofball pigtails and green eye makeup...I'll miss you.
Straightened and Short
I actually would not mind this again. Wasn't all that much work with most of my hair completely gone.
Grown-out, Again.
Experimented with mega-curlyness.
Annnd Straight. Again.
Still wishful thinking from time to time..
And The Recent Method
...doing nothing to it at all.
Your turn: What's your hair evolution? Did you do insane things that make you wince when you see old photographs, or do you have a signature style that remains pretty unchanged?
So, by that logic, the moment I started to care about it, it rebelled. It rebelled in 8th grade.
I don't suppose it helped that the styles that year were incredibly pin-straight. I used to watch those shampoo commercials where the models ran their fingers through their fantastically straight and shiny hair. I'll tell ya, there is nothing worse for a curly-haired girl than a single Fructis commercial; it will squash your ego under a rock in the Mariana Trench for at least six months, maybe more if you were having a really bad hair day on the view-date.
Over the years I have tried many, many approaches with the willful beast on my head.
(Pardon all the self portraits. There have been points when I had no life and entirely too much camera access)
I'll get the worst out of the way first:
The "Let's Pretend it's Not Curly"
The procedure was simple: Slick the front with enough gel to keep even my eyebrows immobile, then stick the rest in a ponytail: out of sight, out of mind.
Also known as the most mindless thing I have ever done. Notice the random tendrils. Those were on purpose, please don't ask me why.
The Somewhat Bun.
The slightly more subtle evolution of the first. Sad confession: I still do this sometimes.
The Legolas Wannabe
Mis-use of a straightening iron. I was a LOTR addict. (note the random braid) This is painful for me to talk about, so we'll move on.
Covering It Up
scarfs, hats, headbands. You name it.
Then I went short.
Easy to take care of, I loved it. But looking back, I have to admit that it was a tad triangular.
And in Pigtails
Oh poofball pigtails and green eye makeup...I'll miss you.
Straightened and Short
I actually would not mind this again. Wasn't all that much work with most of my hair completely gone.
Grown-out, Again.
Experimented with mega-curlyness.
Annnd Straight. Again.
Still wishful thinking from time to time..
And The Recent Method
...doing nothing to it at all.
Your turn: What's your hair evolution? Did you do insane things that make you wince when you see old photographs, or do you have a signature style that remains pretty unchanged?
Haha I think I remember all of these hairstyles... we've been friends that long?! Wow... Mal we are growing up! *tear forms* What are we going to do with ourselves...
ReplyDeleteHaha anyways, I love all of your hairstyles just because of the heart beneath that pile of curls <3
i don't think one or two braids in a hair style will ever go out of style :)
ReplyDeletei have boring hair. maybe i'll share some photos later, but you always want what you can't have. {or... i want curly hair b/c mine won't go cute curly.}