Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Travails of a curly haired girl
My dad has curly hair...and so my story starts...My mom knew I had lots of hair even before I was born..I was born with curly hair that was like ribbon pasta.
I used to go with my dad and brother for my hair-cuts till I was about 4 years old...and then my mom decided that I should have long hair..not realizing that I wouldnt agree with any kinda styling she did with it.
She would plait it and I would take it off within 5 minutes telling her the partition is not straight...she would ask if I had eyes behind to actually see that..:)...she would dread plaiting my hair.
I troubled her a lot during those days that by the time I was in class 3 she decided I needed short hair...So from this time around I went with her to the beauty parlor and not the men's saloon where the women would envy my hair for reasons best known to them.
I've always seen those shampoo and hair oil advertisements and wondered how those actresses and models have such beautiful hair...and after wondering for a long long time, I found out that they actually iron their hair ."Iron" ...sounded wierd to me..
I chose to remember that word and try it out when I turned 21...
I spent all those years always yearning for straight hair like my mom..like the girl who sat next to me in class..I always felt one looks extremely beautiful with straight hair..
I think curly hair is not so bad...
Its just that you cant do any kinda styling with it...and you cant leave it flowing for too long....
One fine day after always getting those boring trims or straight cuts or U-cuts..I decided to get a layered hair cut.
The hair stylist told me that layers are not going to be ok with my 'kinda' hair (read curly/wavy hair) and said if I needed a layered cut I need an "Iron"..now thats a good reason to get a layered cut..and so I did..S had dropped me off at the stylist and when he came back there I was ...the gorgeous new me with flat straight hair....I just cudnt stop smiling or looking at the mirror....
I immediately bought a flat iron ....supposedly the best that I cud get at 100 dollars.
I laboriously do it as often as I can....
and cant stop admiring my hair when its straight...
It still doesnt stay that way after am all sweaty after a work out...or if I get wet in the rain :(
And sometimes a colleague who curls her straight hair does look more beautiful to me :)
Guess the grass is always greener on the other side..
 
so said Anu at 4:31 PM | Permalink |


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