I am in a love/hate relationship with my hair. It has been naturally curly since I hit puberty, but it has only been in the last few years that I have learned to work with the curls. This is where my love for my hair comes in. I honestly love having curly hair, and I used to say that I couldn’t get a bad haircut because the curls cover over a multitude of wrongs.
But I am constantly changing my mind about my hair. I am mostly a short-hair girl, but then I see pictures of myself when it was long (on some rare occasions in my past), and I want it long. Then it’s long and I get frustrated with it, and I cut it off – only to realize that I want it long again.
It is in the in-between stages right now – it hit my shoulders a week ago, and now it’s driving me absolutely batty. Now, throw in the post-pregnancy hormones that are making my hair thin and flat, and it mounts up to a daily frustration for me.
Seriously, I think about my hair all.the.time. Because my hair is curly, it’s my most noticable feature, and one that I am proud of. Through all the years of growing up and staring at parts of myself in the mirror identifying what I would change, my hair has remained my one, steadfastly good quality.
Until I had a baby. Now it’s full of grey and I can’t keep the curl past 3 o’clock for any amount of product in my cabinet. And suddenly, my one good quality is just out of reach. Not to mention the fact that I’m supposedly growing it out and it’s in the worst stage possible.
And I take back not getting a bad hair cut. I have had plenty of bad hair cuts – and right now I can’t afford to have one. So I am sucking it up, and I’ve booked an appointment with my all-time favorite stylist (who incidentally costs the most – hey, you get what you pay for, right?) and asking for help.
The thing that makes her so great – besides her awesome cuts and magical head massages – is her ideas. When I go in to get my hair cut, I want the stylist to help me, well, with style. I don’t want to bring in a photo for her to copy in a cut for me, I want her to use her expertise, look at me, and give me solid advice about what I should do.
And this is exactly what Sarah will do on May 1 at 11:15am (she’s popular and it’s hard to get an appointment) – she’ll pick through my hair in front of the mirror and I will bombard her with questions: Should I grow it out? Do you think my curls will come back? Why is my hair so thin? Am I really ruining my hair with the $5 bottles of color I buy from Target? How can you make me look and feel fabulous?
Because she can – she can make me feel fabulous, and that is why I keep going back to her. With a little care and creativity, she ushers me out of her chair and back into my real life feeling like a million bucks – and sometimes, post-pregnancy, that’s all I need to boost my spirits and keep people looking at my hair.