This is my Kindergarten picture.
My hair troubles started in Kindergarten when my mom took me and my naturally stick straight hair to get a “Shirley Temple” cut and perm. She meant well, but my hair was a wreck because it wasn’t the type of hair that was meant to be permed. Several sections were tight curls, while others sections were kinky angular kind of curls or stick straight stands that stood out from the curls. Not cute.
When I show friends my Kindergarten picture with my “Shirley Temple” wanna be hairstyle–no one can contain their laughter. Yeah, it’s pretty funny, but I cringe when I think of that picture. My perm had significantly relaxed and my mom had put considerable effort into making me look presentable for that picture. I still have nightmares about my hair being cut off.
I’ve had quite a few hair disasters…
In 6th grade, I went to horse camp and saw Brooke, the “cool” girl, with a one-sided shaved/shorter look I thought was super cool. I decided to cut my own hair to get her look. That didn’t work out very well for me. Not only did it look horrible, but also, my mom was not pleased to say the least. Growing out that cut was excruciating.
I should have just been happy with what I had…
Early in high school, I decided it would be a great idea to use Sun In Hair Lightener to add highlights. I thought that might help. I applied lemon juice and Sun In to my hair and proceeded to bake myself in the sun. Real smart. I completely fried my hair to a horrible blonde/orange/brown hotchpotch of a mess! Do you know how long it takes to grow out Sun In-split end ruined hair!?! Forever!!
Later in high school, I jumped on board with the big hair, frosted lipstick, teal eyeliner, and blue mascara craze. Weren’t we all doing that!?! I look at those pictures and laugh. Even then, I knew that look wasn’t for me, but I did it anyway.
During college, it finally occurred to me that I should probably see an expert. I went to a local stylist, who I thought was great. I really had no clue what made a good stylist because growing up we mostly went to Hair Masters. The new stylist was chatty, nice, and I liked how my hair looked when I left the salon…until one day I didn’t.
I had trusted her with picking the color she thought would look good on me. See the picture below of the model who has burgundy hair? Yeah, I didn’t want purplish hair, but that’s what I left the salon with—pretty much that exact color. I think it looks cool on the model, but that’s not the right color for me.
A new stylist covered the purple with an excessively dark brown/black that made me look ghoulish.
Finally, I left my hair alone for a while to let it grow out. The color that was growing in–my natural color–was kind of pretty. I started liking my smooth straight hair. I had a clear seal applied and let it grow out for several months. Natural highlights began emerging, and I started getting compliments on my long straight brown hair.
A new stylist found a rich beautiful color that matched my roots and covered up my past mistakes. I continued growing out my hair and started really loving it. I have continued with pretty much the same regime ever since college.
I’m skittish about changing my hair routine now. I always want “only a trim—and barely”. My stylist, Denise, laughs at me. What’s that you ask? Try a new color or cut that’s “in”? No way! Okay, maybe some layering, but I don’t want it noticeable. Sometimes I ask Denise to cut long bangs, which is a joke because I always end up hating it a couple of weeks later, and Denise always laughs at me because she told me so.
Good hair doesn’t last forever—at least not for me…
When I had my second daughter, six years ago, changing hormones did a number on my hair yet again. Now, the back of my hair is curly and the front and top portions are stick straight. The texture is changing too…Looking on the bright side, with the proper irons, products, and effort, I can now go straight or curly. Oh, how fun! Too bad I’m not into that.
Honestly, I don’t care enough about keeping up with fads or having perfect hair to put in the effort it would take to get there. I say yes to year-round casual beachy looking hair–a look that works for me and my personal style!
There are more important things in life to think about than perfect hair…