Blogger struggles with the transition from straight to curly
I’m trying to follow the advice of Devachan’s Lorraine Massey to “hydrate, hydrate, hydrate” and thanks to loads of conditioner and botanical gel, the frizz is getting better, but it’s still a startling sight. What’s funny is that in over six years of having straight hair, I never gave curly strands a second glance. In fact, I’d see them and feel elated that they weren’t mine. Now, I’m obsessed with them. Totally obsessed. No matter where I am—the subway, Starbucks, my kids’ school—I analyze the curls around me. “I hope my curls look like hers,” I think wistfully. “Yikes! What if mine look like hers?” I fret. “Boy, could that girl use some conditioner,” I tell myself. I also stand in the bathroom analyzing how much my curls have grown from one day to the next. I look at them as c’s that grow one on top of the other so I stand in the bathroom counting how many c’s I’ve got. In my just-below-the-shoulder-length hair, my virgin, curly hair reaches just the top of my ears (about three c’s worth). I also stand in the bathroom with my mirrored medicine cabinet open to just the exact position where I can see the back of my hair through a mirror on the wall. Underneath in the back my curls are sprouting, ready to bust out and I love lifting up the top canopy of my hair and checking it out. What amazes me is how in my loving-straight days those little twists and turns were the bain of my existence. Today, I light up when I notice that they’ve gotten just a millimeter longer.
Still, I’ve relegated my hair to a pony tail and at times hate its confused disposition—roots that are curly and ends that are straight. Since I’m working with Lorraine on her upcoming book, "Curly Girl 2," she and I email dozens of times per day. Most of the time, those emails are about the book, but recently in a weak moment when I wanted to toss my ponytail holders and get my hair straightened I sent Lorraine an email that said, “I hate my hair.” Just like people going through Alcoholics Anonymous have sponsors, I view Lorraine as my curly sponsor. Her emails back encourage me to keep, well, curling. The other thing that really keeps me going is that I live close to one of her Devachan Salons. To go practically anywhere from my apartment, I have to pass it and I’m amazed—and in awe of—every curly head of hair I see walk out the salon doors. Seriously, no matter what shape or size a woman is, her curls look gorgeous, natural and effortless. As a result, my goal is constantly dangled in front of me and I know that if I just stick with it, I’ll get back to my curly roots.