keratin

As a little girl, I had curly hair.  It wasn't unmanageable, but it was certainly unruly.  I cried every time my mom wanted to brush my hair (GOD FORBID.)

In junior high, unruly turned into unmanageable.  I wore my, by that time very long and hippy-ish curly hair in a bun almost every day.  The only time my hair was in anything other than a bun was for a special occasion, which, at that time in my life, was a band concert.  I hated my hair.  Until the day that someone told me it resembled Juliana Marguiles on  ER.

So, I liked my curly hair.  Until I realized the only thing I could do with it, is be curly.  I couldn't blow dry it without looking like Phil Spektor.  I couldn't flat iron it (seriously, I had friends try.  They usually got discouraged after the first HOUR.)  I embraced the curly, tried special curly products, went to special curly salons, frequented www.naturallycurly.com.  I just got tired of always being the curly girl.  I wanted to be the diverse girl.

So, I got keratin.  And it was the best thing I ever did.  I have zero frizz or fly-aways.  I can scrunch my hair into looser curls and waves, or I can blow dry it straight.  I can use a curling iron or hot rollers.  I can actually do things with my hair.  Who would have thought?