hair and there
So I've ben thinking about my hair. They say that when a girl goes through something new in life, she changes her hair. Breaks up with her boyfriend (heyyy! True!), has a baby, loses weight--she does something with her hair. Well, it's the new year and I've been itching to do something to my hair. The thing is, I don't know what to do with it.
I'm not exactly adventurous when it comes to hair, but I guess it's gone through a lot of ups and downs...or longs and shorts, rather. And curls and straights!
Let's go as far back as 2004. By this time I was in college already, and I had had my hair rebonded back in high school. Because of the easiness of straight hair, I got it rebonded again:
SIGE NGA, FIND ME. HAHAHA. Hayop ang hair ko, pang-commercial.
Eventually, my hair grew out and you could see where the rebonding starts and the kulot begins:
(With the Larry Fonacier jersey I won in the ACTM auction. I almost was in tears when I thought I wasn't gonna get it.)
It got worse when I was in France. We were all too cheap to get a haircut, so while some of us grew wild bangs (the boys. HAHA), my hair became half-curly (on top), and half-rebonded.
After getting back from France, I chopped off my hair (bakit kayaaa?) and got it rebonded again. Actually, I asked to get it relaxed and my Mom told the girl at the salon to go ahead and rebond it. Uh. Okay. She paid for it, anyway.
And again: let it grow:
And for a while, I really wanted to get blue hair while I still could. I mean, I didn't want blue hair when I was in the corporate world. Apparently, blue hair on black hair is pretty hard to do. The stylists explained that for the blue dye to actually be visible on my hair, they would have to bleach it white, and then apply the blue hair. But it would only stay for three weeks. The color would slowly fade to green (ACK!), and then disappear. Oh, so complicated. So I just had blue hair extensions.
So before her:
I had these:
Yeah, that's right, I WAS FIRST. OYEAH.
Unfortunately for me, uso si Super Inggo at the time. Boo.
Finally, after I graduated from Ateneo, I was inspired by my friends Kich and Dengues to embrace my curls. So I had the remaining rebonded hair chopped off and went kulot. And apparently, nagpakulay din ako.
After going into work, I had my hair colored, which prompted Richard (from the office) to call me Goldilocks for a while. HAHA. Honestly, it's not that bright:
Then I took the plunge ang got BANGS! I was inspired by the blunt bangs + kinda kulot stylings of:
Kenley, my favorite from Project Runway season 5
Zooey Deschanel
Unfortunately, bangs are every curly girl's frustration. So hard to make them look fantastico without blowdrying them everyday. No matter what I did, the bangs just kept curling up.
This is what I looked like on a GOOD day, when I pushed the bangs to the side:
And this is what I looked like when my bangs blowdried out:
In my frustration I got the bangs straightened. (Funny, when I got them straightened, someone asked me "Saan ka nagpakulot?" I answered, "Oh no, I'm naturally curly. It's my bangs that are fake. HAHA.") Then I couldn't figure out how to style them.
Straight down:
Then they'd separate anyway:
So I just pushed them to the side:
(I love this picture, this is a random "Uy I have chichi" moment)
Then! The biggest change yet. I realized I hadn't had my hair short in FOREVER, so I cut my hair really short.
I really, really enjoyed having short hair (I use WAY less product, for one) but I found myself missing my long hair. So I grew it, and it grew at an agonizingly slow pace.
UNTIL! I finally got it back:
I really, really missed having long hair. The fact that I can tie it in a bun without using a hair tie is so much fun.
But now I'm stuck again. What to do, what to do...