You see I've let my hair grow and do it's thing, then I notice some splits, and not wanting to lose length I let them go. Bad idea. My strands split ways faster than a bad relationship in high school and I'm left with a dry, frazzled mess. I'm then left to cut said mess from my head, usually resulting in losing the length I desired.
Fast forward to last week: I was just coming out of my winter protective style, a curly lace-front wig, and I had no desire to do a complicated style. When I say no desire...I mean literally zero. That's rare, but it happens. So, I pulled my hair up into what I felt was a respectable ponytail...it was...meh! But that night...oh that night! I loosened the pony a little and tied my hair down with my satin(y) scarf and when I awoke in the morning I had this:
A full, fluffy puff. Le sigh. I am in love. I'm twisting my hair at night to keep it somewhat tangle-free and protective styling with the twists a couple days a week, but other than that I'm rocking the puff (and the red lip lol) with pleasure. It is simple and I finally feel like I can just let it...be for a while. Yay!
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