My hair have always been curly, but ever since I learned how to use the flat iron, I always straightened my hair. Then I learned how to use that thing to curl my hair and was doing that, forming weird-looking unnatural curls, thinking they look cooler and more "adult" then my natural curls. I would always sleep with my hair braided or tied or wrapped in something, especially when it was wet, because if I didn't, I woke up like that girl from the Brave. I didn't like it and thought I looked childish and messy. Well, my hair soaked it up and was turning puffier and uglier day by day. When the curling and straightening stopped working, I thought there's no harm in stopping using heat for a while and seeing what would happen. I did and I couldn't stand my hair, so I was always getting it into the braids or hair ties. In rare moments, I could see that it was becoming a little prettier. Then I saw that hair ties, especially at night, did no good to my hair and stopped using them too. Complicated at first, but then I got used to using everything else to tie my hair, even itselfπ So after a couple of weeks I saw how beautiful it could curl and how perfect it is untouched. However, about a half of it was so damaged and dried out that it wouldn't curl at all and would just swing there, straight and ugly. So there, I desided to cut it off and when I did...π My hair now is so light, so curly, looks so healthy and full of me. It is known that the hair is a storage of energy, of feminine power and so on (some say women get the cosmic energy through hair) and chopping them off means a bad thing, but in this case I feel them becoming alive and I am so freaking happy right now, words can't express ππ . . . . . . . . . #hair #curlyhair #haircut #thestoryofmyhair #redhead #readhair #healthyhair #noflation #newyork #portrait #usefulpost #aboutmyhair #hairblog #newyorkblog (at New York, New York)
