Going, Going, Gone!

Hello Joyflakes!

If there is anything in life that I am "girly" about it would have to be my hair.  I love that I have the ability to wear it curly, or straight, or natural and crazy.  It is definitely part of my identity and has always weirdly been a perfect match for whatever my mood is that day.  The interesting thing about this is that until high school, I had my hair cut incredibly short...we're talking 6 guard, razor cuts, "boy" short.  In high school though, I grew my hair out so that I could put it in a bun/pony for dance and as it got longer and longer, it also got curlier and curlier.

What? senior pictures what?

After high school, I "cut it all off" and my curls curled tighter and I loved it MORE.

In college, I fully embraced my giant hair and at times, it may have gotten little out of hand but hey...the higher the hair the closer to God right?!


And then, tragedy struck my life...my hair uncurled.  Literally, one day I woke up and it was as if my hair had given up. So after months and months of trying new products and new stylists and messy-buns, I made a courageous decision....and it's all gone.

It has been a couple of weeks since I went under the razor and I have to say that I'm really loving my hair again. The curl is thankfully coming back and it is incredible to have my hair done and ready to go in under 5 minutes!  I think I'll keep it short for a while and then grow it out again.  Maybe I'll be able to have a crazy fro again someday :)