I really like this picture.
It sums up how my hair looked and how I was feeling.
Well, on Sunday, my boy-friend and I were heading out to do some shopping. He needed car products, I wanted to buy a shelf to store my hair products!
I decided to wash my hair, since I have been doing co-washes without the deep-conditioning ( I know, but I was a tad lazy!). My hair was dry and uncombable ( it IS a word), and hopping in the shower causes all the pain and problems to disappear.
So, I hopped in, thoroughly drenched my hair, condition with Pantene Pro-V Daily Moisture Renewal Conditioner (Twice, by applying a thick coating on my entire head.), and rinsed off.
Now after patting my hair dry and adding Neutrogena Triple Moisture® Silk Touch Leave-In Cream, I decided that I was going to gain control of my hair. BIG MISTAKE!
I was re-spraying my hair with water and instant conditioner and scrunching like a mad woman. It was a HOT FREAKING MESS. Plus, I started to add gel, hoping to tame the frizzes (what the hell was I thinking... Ugh!)
My boy-friend, at this moment, announces that we are having brunch with his mother and grand-mother and I FLIPPED out.
Yes, at that very instant, I was a slave to my hair. It was not cooperating and I was not leaving the house!
Furious about my childish reaction, he left.
I was ashamed.
I re-hopped in the shower, re-applied conditioner and pat my hair dry. (Preventing it from poufing and frizzing uncontrollably.)
It looked better, but I was determined to not let it prevent me from leaving the damn house. I do not want to be one of those black women who lives through her hair ( even though I kind of do!). I guess I do not want to be that extreme lady who lives through her hair.
So, yes.
I went out. Had brunch and got a compliment from my mother in law, who loves me so much I think I can turn up bald and she'll still find me pretty :)
I really hope to NEVER show that side of me to my boy-friend again. I mean, yes I am vain, and he loves me because I am, cause I can let myself go and not care anymore, but it's just not me.
However, throwing a tantrum is quite extreme (and ridiculous) and at my age (23), it should not even be tolerated!
But, what about you ladies? Any tantrums or bad hair day experiences to share?
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