Today's photo prompt was "hair". I simply cannot just put up ONE picture of my hair...it has too much of a story to tell!
Come on! This is my 8th grade school picture. How was it possible to NOT have a long line of suitors waiting on me? I mean, the angles, the frizz, the thickness? What's not to love?
First of all, I loved that shirt, so shhhhh! Now, let's focus on the lovely blue/black color of my hair and the highly curled and sprayed bangs. Nice, right?
As out of control as this is, it's in my comfort zone. Big, curly, wild....
Then, I met Jay and THIS horrible hair cut happened. I'm thinking my friends were mad at me. Or maybe they thought I was doing some type of social experiment to see if a stranger would actually ask me if I was serious about my hair.
Well I showed them! While on our honeymoon, I had my hair chopped right off my head. I kept it that way for about a year. It wasn't too horrible, but it just wasn't me. So I thought this was better...
Yeah, that's right. Blonde. What the what? People let me go to work like this. For shame! I maintained the color until my scalp became nothing but scar tissue from the burning.
So, I let it grow out and tweaked the color. And I discovered the joy of the ceramic straightener! I didn't straighten it too often and the damage was probably not worth all the work it took to make it look smooth as opposed to flatly frizzy.
These days, I keep it curly (and a normal color) with the help of my friend Kelly and DevaChan hair products!!!
3 comments:
oh Rachel! I was laughing so hard at this progression! I had no idea. I am going to share this with a curly friend who was just lamenting her hair the other day.
EPIC hair. So funny. I love the school picture with the striped shirt.
Now there's the Rachael I remember!!! I remember that shirt too!!
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