Don't get me wrong, curl chasers, I love my curls. It just took me a while to come around to the idea of having the shortest hair I've ever had in my life. I fell in love with my texture and pattern immediately, but the length was getting on my nerves. Sure the short styling time was nice, but I missed having having hair down my back. I wasn't enjoying my hair in the now. I was pining after my future length like some people pine after their future husbands or wives. If I sound a bit dramatic, I was feeling a bit dramatic. A few weeks ago I had a bit of a moment. I realized that I loved my hair as it is now Not how it will be later. I decided to enjoy all of my hair: length, texture, quirks, and shrinkage. Boy do I get shrinkage! My hair isn't heavy enough to get much hang time yet but that's okay. I'm learning to except my hair and in a roundabout way myself for what/who it is. Well, fellow chasers, that's my confession for this week. Have you ever had a time where you weren't feeling your tresses? Comment or drop me a line and share your hair love moments.
Later Days,
PJ
Later Days,
PJ