Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Girrrrl, you got some reeeeeeal purrrrrdy hurrrrrr...

          Let's talk about hair, baby. Is yours curly, straight, or somewhere in the middle? Mine has been curly since I was a tiny little kick ass kid version of Super Blonde. Over the years it has changed, as hair tends to do, but it still retains some of its younger habits; though these days, I "enhance" (that's a nice way of saying I overwork the shit out of it) it with alternative methods.  I get a lot of questions from the ladies asking me how I get my hair to curl the way it does.  It is an art that has, admittedly, taken me years to perfect.  Don't hate. But, fabulous readers, I'm giving you my own secret to getting wave-y curls, guaranteed (much like a dive bar, a bottle of cheap tequila, and a juke box playing only Bon-Jovi) to bring the good times. Only this won't leave you with a hangover the size of Kim Kardashian's ass on a bicycle (now that's a hangover), and a lifetime full of regrets. 
           Unlike most curly headed bitches, I've always embraced and loved my God given hair, and now I don't feel quite like Super Blonde if I don't have a head full of curls. Mine has gone from natural ringlets to a slight wave over the years. While I dabbled briefly in college with straightening my hair, much like Natty Ice and wearing overpriced Abercrombie sweatpants to class, it wasn't really my bag. Yes, I was the asshole girl you hated who was decked out in heels and a mini-skirt at a 7:50am Psych101class. Yeah, Professor "Not Smart Enough to Open his own Practice, But Smart Enough to Educate a Bunch of Hungover Undergrads" must have loved psycho-analyzing that shit. But, I digress.
            I've wrestled with foam rollers (ouch), flattening irons (hated them), a multitude of "this always works" tricks (you want me to do what with that sock?), and curling irons of various sizes. While using a one-inch barreled curling iron, and wrapping chunks of hair around it (never use the clamp) worked really well, it was leaving my golden locks weaker than Lindsey Lohan's excuses in court.
           I thought I couldn't have healthy hair and perfect curls. Then, one day, in my daily blog induced trance, I came upon this little gem of a video. After playing around with my technique (and getting some strange looks from my very confused boyfriend), I perfected the heat free curl. My formally fried hair is thanking me profusely. So, watch it. Watch it again. Try it out a few times until you perfect it.  I promise you, it will change your whole entire life.  Well, not your whole entire life.  You'll still have to rescue yourself from any shitty situations you find yourself in, but at least your hair will look fun and carefree while you do it.

The products I use to get this style:

The bands.
The brush.
The finishing creme.




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