I showed this picture to my Mom and Dad to make sure it was me, because I wasn't sure why my hair appears red in this picture. "Who is this," I asked, and BOTH of them instantly responded with, "Blair!" But then when they looked closer they said it was me after all. Apparently Blair and I were identical as babies. They say I had darker red hair, then it turned golden, and stays a dark golden to this day. My hair went on being "normal" for some time; I got several years of pretty "little girl hair", silky and blonde and always tied up with bows.
|Me and baby Blair|
And then one day, when I was about 6 years old, I woke up and my hair was different. I don't remember this; I've just heard the stories from my Mom, but apparently it was as if I had been electrocuted in my sleep. My hair went from silky to insanely puffy and frizzy practically overnight, so my mom decided to keep it relatively short (shoulder-length) for the rest of my childhood and would continue to tie it up with bows to tame it. Honestly, what kind of fashion statement is this? I insisted on dresses every single day (and in fact refused to wear pants), and every dress had a matching bow. Therefore, every day I had my puffy hair tied up with a ridiculous bow. I wish I had more pictures of this time period, but I only have one more with me to show you.
Fortunately this one sums up my personality quite well: dresses, hair bows, and a cat. That's my first kitty ever, Mr. Furball, the cat love of my life, whom I had from my 6th birthday until the summer before I left for college. He was eaten by a coyote practically in front of me, and honestly it was the most traumatic thing to ever happen to me. I know losing a beloved pet isn't as bad as losing a parent, or a friend, but he was my baby, and the one constant of my childhood. He is the reason I am such a cat lover. I still cry every time I even think about it. It's sweet though; he looked just like Pinecone... he was a white persian with blue eyes, and he was just as bonded to me as Pinecone is now. My Dad actually got me Bear and Bella as "mourning" presents to help get me over the deep depression I fell into when Furball was eaten, and it honestly helped. No one will ever take Furball's place in my heart, but I found brand new homes in my heart for Bear, Bella, and now Pinecone. But goodness, I digress.
|Puffy dress circa early 1990's, puffy hair tied up with enormous bow, and a white kitty.|
You can see in this picture that the texture of my hair is getting thicker... more course, and more frizzy. From the age of 6 until about 9th grade (around age 14) my hair was terrible. Every time I would go to get it trimmed the hairdresser would berate my mom about "frying her hair with perms" but here's the thing... I had never had a perm! My hair was just terrible! Impossible to control, impossible to tame... thank goodness I grew out of it. While my hair was straight as a child, as it changed in temperament it became curlier, and even now it's curly, even though I have learned to tame it. You guys have obviously seen my hair loads of times, in videos and pictures, but few of you have seen it in it's complete natural state.
Last night I washed it, but felt so lazy that I didn't want to deal with it at all - not even to put basic product in it. I can't remember the last time that I put absolutely nothing in it. Guys, I didn't even brush it! I broke all the hair rules and stuck my wet hair on stop of my head straight out of the shower, and left it. I woke up this morning, and goodness gracious guys, there was a curly mop on my head. *Inserts mop hair picture*
The thing is, I think my hair could be worn beautifully curly, but every time I try to use product it becomes crunchy, or it weighs it down and straightens it, or it doesn't hold the curl, or it frizzes up. I can not for the life of me figure out how to take advantage of my curly mop! Oh and for those of you that would think, "just wear it like that!" I can't, because it actually doesn't look that good from the back. The back of my head is all flat and weirdly crimped. Here's a poor quality iPhone picture, attempting to show you the back. Can you see how the crown of my head is flat and weird? The curls just don't look natural at the scalp, they just sit flat.
So my question for my fellow curly-haired gals is, what do you do to keep your curls intact without making them crunchy or look like any product was used at all? I love the natural, tousled feel of these curls but can't wear it as it is, because the crown looks too "bed-head" like. Please let me know in a comment - I want to figure this out! I would love to be able to wear my hair natural, I've just never been able to get it right.
So there you have it, the story of my hair. The story of the curls that never were. The story of the girl with the... er. Well, you get the point.