Liberation

I wasn't really going to write about the end of my relationship with a recent ex on my blog. It ended on very ugly, somewhat violent terms in September of last year. He's told anyone who would listen many lies about me, but I don't care. I know the truth and that's all that matters. If he needs to tell lies to feel better about his pathetic life, good for him.

One of his control issues was my hair.

Before I've written about how thick my hair is and with that comes the uncontrollable curls and waves.(And even John Freida can't help me on humid days) I would often joke that I was gonna cut it all off and I had even went as far as saying I was gonna shave all of my hair off. He would quickly tell me no, that I wasn't allowed to do that. At first I thought he was joking but soon I learned that he was serious.

Ok, so let me move on to the liberation. Tonight my daughter, who is a brilliant cosmetology student, and I decided it was time for a hair cut. My hair was past my waist but the ends were looking shabby from many colorings. I'm a hair color freak. If the barn needs painting, paint it.

Anyway, I sat down and let her do what she does best.

About an hour later, I had 18 inches of hair missing and I felt like I was finally totally free of him, But we're not totally finished with my hair. The hair color has gotta be touched up and there's gonna be a little something else added, too!

This is what we've got so far. I feel like I lost 50 pounds tonight:

Thick Hair Problems

I was blessed with thick hair. Very thick hair. And since it's long, it's a pain in the butt. It was always straight until about 5 years ago and then it started curling on it's own. All of the styling products in the world barely tame this mess.

I can't just wash, dry and go. Unless it's a ponytail day, which happens quite often here lately. This is what happens when I blow dry my hair:

 It frizzes so bad and gets 80's hair big. Where was this hair in the 80's?

So if I want to wear it curly, I have to first use a detangler spray (which I do if drying it too), use a big comb and struggle to comb out all the tangles. This comes after washing and conditioning. Then I use John Freida's Dream Curls. (Mine are nightmare curls, ok?) Then I just let it dry on it's own. And that takes hours and that's no joke.

But if I want it straight, I have to flat iron for about 45 minutes to an hour after drying for that same amount of time. And sometimes I need help with the flat ironing or straightening, as some call it.

The day of my daughter's wedding I wanted to wear it straight. So I asked Mark to help me. Now, like I said earlier, straightening takes almost an hour. I sat at the kitchen table, handed him the iron. After 4 swipes through my hair he said "ok" as in okay I'm done. Oh, my love, I wish it was that simple.

Here's what a good straight hair day looks like for me:

And this is a good curly day for me:

Yeah this is just some random gibberish but I'm about to straighten my hair and thought I'd give those in the same boat a chuckle.

Happy Thirsday!