When I was younger, I had long, blonde, straight hair. I loved it. I loved it so much that when I went to the movies, I would carefully coil it up and make sure it was all safely between my back and the seat, lest someone behind me would cut it.
Yes, I'm serious.
Well, we all know what happens when we're prideful. My long, blonde, straight hair is now shoulder-length, mousy brown with gray accents, wavy/curly/straight hair. The gray hairs curlicue up out of the other hair, standing bold and proud and waving their curly gray-hair pride flags.
My bangs have a good-hair day about every 3 weeks. The rest of the time, they throw a little temper tantrum, curling slightly but then flopping over so that they curve around instead of falling in straightish wisps to the side.
The ends of my hair do not look happy with me. They look like they are protesting hanging around for as long as I'm forcing them to. They act as though the every-couple-months coloring I subject them to is just too much to ask and would I please just cut them off already?
Oh! But it's still niiiice and thick. So thick that in order to straighten ALL of the hairs, I need to flat-iron the hair in little sections and it takes a good 20 minutes. Which I do not enjoy.
Just wear it curly, you say? It's not like that, friends. It's not a pretty curl. It's an "oh my gosh, what happened to your hair?" kind of curl.
And on top of all of THAT, I have issues. I can't stand the feeling of my hair in my face. So what I basically do is just pretend each day that I don't HAVE hair. I put it in a ponytail and then bobby-pin the bangs out of my way. It's really pretty. Yeah.
Anyone have my hair solution?