I’ve spent most of my life battling my curly hair. God forbid my flat iron broke, I couldn’t leave the house until my mom went to Sally’s and got me a new one. When Frizz-Ease was on sale at CVS, I was there faster than you could say “John Frieda.” I spent an hour each morning blow drying and straightening my thick, curly hair. The days I wore my hair naturally were so few and far between that when I did, people asked if I got a perm. After I snapped, “NO!” I’d go back to fantasizing about waking up, washing my hair and walking out the door without so much as a drop of serum or a minute of flat ironing. Obviously, I am borderline completely obsessive when it comes to my hair.
Then college happened. Waking up an extra hour earlier just so I could straighten my hair became less and less appealing, and some days I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I had to face it—I had to learn how to deal with my curly hair.
