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Monday, April 12, 2010
curls as of late
So last March right before a fabulous Spring Break getaway, me and the bestie decided that it was time for a fresh start, in our terms, this means saying goodbye to all the overheated, dyed, permed hair etc. Though at the time the results seemed dramatic, it is a widely known fact that your 20's is the best time to experiment with hair, so we took our seats in the over priced, yet fabulous Bangz Salon http://www.bangz.net/, of Montclair NJ. Pleased of course, i walked out into the basking sunlight with natural curly locks springing into action and I knew at that moment that my curls were beyond the rest. I vowed that I would steer free of alcohol based products, gels, dyes and the like.
At the time I had no idea that day would spark the beginning of a cutting spree for myself. Only months after I found myself longing for the A-line bob that was sweeping fashion magazines and trendy females all over. Soon after that fix I was back in the salon chair desperate for and angle more acute...within weeks I woke and the back had diminished at the unstoppable edges of the clippers. As I entered August, I did so with minimal locks. At the climax of my cutting spree I walk into the salon and told my hairdresser I was at her disposal, my only request being, "I want it all gone." Pleased with my Rihanna rendition I up kept the cut until November when the harsh colds on New England baring down on my neck, made me miss the sanctuary provided by my formerly flowing locks.
Holding strong for some time with the help of curling creams and organic products I finally gave in to the temptation of the wonders of mouse. And ringing in a new year and a new look of course called for a an escape from the awkward new growth with the evil seductions of the ceramic flat iron and the satisfaction guaranteed propaganda of Garnier Nutrisse Nourishing Color Cream haircolor.
Needless to say now I am in another awkward stage full of regret and uncertainty for the welfare of my curls. For now I turn to new styles in hopes that the creativity will mask the inability of my hair to stand flawless in its most natural state.
Written During #nowplaying: I am Not My Hair by India Arie
Sex in the City meets erratic thoughts of endless Summer nights. Up next..Cali baby! I have no one particular interest because I am prone to blowing where the wind takes me, so I do believe this blog will hit a range of topics and right now I am only writing to write, and maybe somewhere along the way I will stumble across a purpose.
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