I Must Confess…I’ve Had My Share of Bad Hair
Welcome to another round of I Must Confess, the home made confessional where we share a bit of our souls with each other and have a bit of fun in the process.
I must confess that I was blown away by how many of you still confessed last week while I had a mini-blogging break. It literally made my week to see that the link up now has a life of it’s own. We have created an amazing community here and I appreciate every one of you who visits, reads, comments and links up as part of I Must Confess.
I must confess that I needed a pick me up last Monday after I visited my GP to discuss my current state of mind. Just so you know I am being treated for anxiety and depression and have started on medication to help me through. I will also be going back to my psychologist to ensure I do sort myself out properly.
So as you can imagine, last Monday I was feeling pretty fragile.
But reading all those posts last week picked me up. The sense of pride I felt in seeing the idea of I Must Confess moving beyond just my blog was indescribable. Thanks to each and every one of you for making me feel better on a day where I felt terribly low.
Now, that the mushy confession is out of the way, let’s get onto the juicy stuff. My bad hair. I just wish I had some photos of some of my earlier hairstyles to share with you. Unfortunately (or fortunately for me) I don’t have any to share, although I have searched the house. Truly, I have!
So, to set the scene, my hair is naturally dark blonde and curly. Yes, I’ve been called Shirley Temple more than once during my life. I’ve teased it and straightened it and fought it and dyed it and tried to hide it. But in the end, I have come to accept that it will always be an integral part of me.
I haven’t always been proud of my curly hair. Throughout my childhood I made my mum brush it as straight as she could. As a result it often looked terrible during most of my school photos – I really wish I had’ve embraced my curls earlier.
At the end of primary school, my mum encouraged me to cut my hair off, to capture the curl again. I hated it. I cried for weeks afterwards. But, it did have the happy result of returning my curl. And so I decided to embrace the curl throughout high school.
As an adult I’ve tried a number of colours and styles. But I have always returned to the curl. I am proud to be curly. I actually feel sorry for those who straighten or blow-dry their hair everyday and I fume whenever I see ads that show how much better people look when they ditch their wave or curl for a straight look.
Yes, I went dark and straight here – not my best look.
Blonde and curly – pretty much my natural state.
Another fling with the straightener – it’s nice for a change but not for forever.
A shorter version of my current style…
Looking SO attractive here – much shorter and darker and, quite frankly, unimpressed!
So short in this shot that the curl was completely cut out, but at least it was neat and easy to manage.
I do admit, as easy as my hair is to style (I wash it every day, put product in and scrunch dry – that’s all – do you hate me right now?) it is prone to frizz. As you can see in some of the shots below – blonde afros DO exist my friends!
Now, this is a really timely confession prompt for me. I’m off to the hairdresser this week and I need to decide whether I am going to continue to grow my hair or shape it in some more. I also need to make the decision whether to continue with the blonde and caramel foils or whether I should adopt a darker tone for winter.
So, my friends, what do you suggest? Shorter or longer? Darker or lighter? I would love some objective advice!
And I can’t wait to see what you are confessing to this week. Are you going to share your hairdressing disasters? Or have you got something else to share? Either way, you know what to do – get to it!
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Next week’s prompt (thanks to Janet at Redland City Living) – share your driving history: have you been prone to the odd prang?