“it was one of those humid days when the atmosphere gets confused. sitting on the porch, you could feel it: the air wishing it was water.” // j. eugenides
you’d think that after so many years of patience, practice and sheer will, i’d have this down to a science. that this first day, this first day of upper lip sweat, the heat on the back of my neck like a vice from within dante’s inferno wouldn’t cause such dismay; that after all these decades of summers, i’d be able to contain the curl – that i could live inside this fog of hair and understand what makes it tick.
but here it is, it’s happened, and i’m still not able to deal and i don’t think i ever will. it feels like 32°C and you guys, i’m having to talk myself through it and then out of it and then back into the splendor of an a/c unit.
hi, i’m bianca – and i’m the summer naysayer, come walk with me; i’ll help you tame that frizz, and you’ll help me dab the slight sheen of sweat from my lip.
it’ll be fun.
➝ source : bamboo smooth anti-humidity hair spray via alterna
➝ source : oud royal mega-curl enhancer via philip b.
➝ source : momo fluid via davines