Hair. An odd topic for a writer’s blog, but I’m writing about it anyway.
I have naturally wavy hair, and a little more than a year ago, I decided to stop blowing it out straight. I didn’t realize I was making a controversial choice. I thought I was just tired of looking like Carol Brady.
My wave pattern, hair density, and texture mean that I have a lot of hair, and almost every stylist deals with bulky hair by thinning. In perfect conditions and with a scorching flat iron, I had straight-as-a-board hair. But then I went outside, and I got Carolized.
I decided I didn’t want that look anymore, and I started wearing it wavy. I actually love my wavy hair, but I’ve gotten lots of comments: What would happen if you brushed it? (Mondo frizz) Why do you wear it clumpy like that? (Because that’s what waves/curls are. Groups of hairs that have the same wave/curl pattern) Etc.
It took me a while to get used to my new look, but I love having big, messy hair now. And it’s helping me learn to place the proper amount of value on the opinions of others and to enjoy my hair for what it is and stop fighting with it.
Randomosity
- I wish I had a remote control thermostat, so I could turn up the heat before getting out of bed.
- It wasn’t supposed to rain today, but it is. Stupid weather forecast.