Another Change

Gather ’round everyone and I’ll tell you the story of my hair. It all started when I was 13 years old and my mom was dying her hair. She asked me if I wanted some highlights, and from that moment, I was hooked!

I went from copper blonde to black, and almost every color of the rainbow. For the past few months, I was tired of always having to cover up my roots. Being a natural brunette is a pain in the ass when you want to go lighter. I, however, need to switch it up. I’m addicted to putting on a ratty shirt and putting chemicals in my hair.

I’m going to be bleaching my hair today, but I’m not going for blonde. I already know what color I’m going, but I’m going to keep that under wraps until it’s done!

I’m really excited to be getting back into destroying my hair and standing out. I realized that I need to be myself, and having crazy hair is apart of that.

Happy Monday everyone!

New Look

I got a haircut, and I couldn’t be happier! I’ve been needing to get one for a while, and originally it was only going to be a trim. I decided to get a bit more taken off the ends, and now I have short hair. I am extremely happy with how it turned out, and I can’t wait to start messing around with different styles… and maybe a few colors, too!

I also went to the doctor’s today, which I have been dreading for a while. I have never liked going to the doctor, though, I don’t think anyone does. I was extremely nervous and completely worried for nothing. I have absolutely nothing (new) wrong with me, and I actually enjoyed the check up. Everyone was super nice and understanding.

Overall, today was good. I got to spend the day with my mom, I got a new look and a great new doctor. I also had a ton of food for dinner, and I’m slipping in and out of a food coma.

I hope everyone has a fantastic and relaxing weekend!

A Hair Day

For the first time in 6 years, I straightened my hair and I honestly don’t know how to feel about it. I like having it straight because it makes it easier to get out of my face, but I love my curls. It’s taken me years to accept and love my curly, frizzy hair.

When I was in high school, all the “cool” girls had straight hair, so everyone straightened their hair in hopes they would rise through the social hierarchy. For the first two months, I was constantly asked, “Why don’t you straighten your hair?” and told that curls were only meant for formal events. I am one of those people who doesn’t like to be bothered, so I started to straighten my hair in an attempt to fade into the background of the hallways between classes.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t as simple as straightening my hair and it would be straight. I had the joy of straightening my hair and it turning into a static-ridden disaster, which lead to more questions and comments. I learned that I would have to train my hair. Everyday before school, I would wake up at 5 AM, brush my teeth, wash my face, straighten my hair, do my makeup and still be late for the bus (if my mom wasn’t driving me that day). I straightened my hair everyday until my hair lost all of its body. I was finally left alone.

After I left that school and continued my high school education online, that routine stopped. I didn’t have to deal with any comments about anything. It was great. I was actually able to feel confident about something on my body.

Up until today, I have probably straightened my hair about 5 times, and about 3 of those times to make it easier to curl. Another reason I don’t like my hair straight is because my ears stick out slightly, so the curls cover that up!

I’m happy I did this, I got to see how long my hair actually is, but I don’t see myself breaking out my flat-iron for the sake of pin-straight hair anytime soon.

This weekend is going to be a busy one. I will be getting ready to start my new routine! I bought a white board to keep track of things and workout clothes! I hope everyone has an amazing weekend, and I’ll see all of you back here Monday morning!