This week's challenge – Do not use hair straightener. Eish! It's a tough one... I didn't realise how addicted I'd becoming to the spring in my step caused by a little 'sizzle and steam' post-shower ritual that I've been doing since Christmas 2007. Why subject myself to the frizz bomb that is my natural hair's tendency, you may ask?
Well, I got reprimanded by my fabulous hair stylist a couple of weeks ago as he frowned and shook his head in disapproval while giving me a trim. "I'm going to throw your straighteners away," he exclaimed. "Have you seen the state of these ends? You have split ends on your split ends! and daaaaahling that's so not a good look."
I thought he was just being a prima donna, and was trying to get me to buy some over-priced, under-performing treatment with extract of shark testicle. So I just smiled and sheepishly sunk a little deeper into my chair. ("If you saw my hair 'au-naturel' first thing in the morning you'd also be the first to reach for the straightening irons," I thought to myself)
It would seem that I was in First Class (as much hand luggage as you want) denial. Because, over the past few days it has become abundantly clear that my hair would make great nesting material for a pigeon but not such great material for long, flowing locks. I have had to admit that I have a problem – that's the first step isn't it? *sigh*
So, today is Day One of the challenge. I showered, washed my bail of hay, slapped on an unnecessarily large amount of leave-in conditioner and went all Heidi with a plait. I feel (and it must be said, look) like myself circa 1995 when I was 12 and the primary schoolgirl look wasn't complete without a plait down your back and a ribbon that matched your uniform. I'm definitely not winning any awards for style today. That, I can promise you.
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