“find out who you are and do it on purpose.” // d. parton
inspired as i was – by the one and only leandra, and by my own ridiculous self as i dried my hair this morning, (upside-down, head in the tub, sweating as if i was taking a steam, exerting this strange energy only to lift my hair at the roots, as if the higher the hair, the closer to god). and really, all i was just trying to do was get some volume at the roots, (religious affiliations are better left to those who enjoy bacon a little less than i do.)
it used to be that i attempted the nigh impossible – to straighten a head of hair so fine, so massively curly, and expect it to stay, (good dog!) that way for more than an hour, in a deep august city swamp: it wasn’t going to happen. of course, it was a need to feel like someone totally unlike myself; a jumble of curls, a deep whirl of feelings, and a series of cursive incantations of teenage angst, rebellion, and like a record with a skip of WHY DOES HE NOT LIKE ME??? plus, my hair so completely betrayed the rude girl exterior i styled myself on.
and then one day, i had had enough. my right bicep was larger than my left for having used a blow-dryer to straighten my mane for so many years, i had so many products i was beginning to drown – and i just finally came to terms with who i was.
whether it was just about my hair, or becoming comfortable with who i was en masse – is not entirely the point, it’s just enough that i got there, while i still had some hair left on my head.
➝ source : phytodéfrisant botanical straightening balm via phyto
➝ source : thickening spray via bumble & bumble
➝ source : a rarity of a twofer, but Bb., just does my hair right, and this texture creme is a dream for matte definition
➝ source : this is an oil non oil via davines