I just love wavy, tousled look with summer hair. It's so natural-looking and attractive. I also love the way such hair looks when thrown up in a ponytail. Simple yet cute.
Yes, I adore hair like this...and yet God blessed me with stick-straight hair. Not an ounce of curl to it. No flip on the ends. No matter what I do, there it hangs. A curling iron only works on the days when the heat and humidity in the air are just right. If not, the second I step outside all the body and curl is zapped away. So sad.
So...last year, for my wedding, I wanted my hair down and wavy. How I was going to achieve this, I wasn't sure. I decided to opt for a perm to give my hair some body. I was pretty nervous, not sure what was going to happen. The last time I'd had a professional perm in my hair (in elementary school), it had completely fallen out within two weeks. Yes, that's right. Two weeks. My hair probably could have made it into the Guinness Book of World Records.
Surprisingly, however, this time the perm held. And to top it all off, it made my hair very versatile. If I blow-dried it, it came out stick-straight again. If I air-dried it, it looked fairly straight with a slight wave. If I put hair products in it, it remained wavy. It was pretty sweet. It also enabled my wedding hairdresser to give me the curls I wanted on my wedding day (see below). (We'll disregard the fact that my bridesmaids had to re-curl chunks of my hair numerous times in the hours leading up to the ceremony.)
So...a year later, I decided it's about time to get another perm. The top half of my hair has been untouched and the lifelessness of it is getting frustrating. Yesterday I left work early for an appointment with Lauren (my hairdresser...the only person I trust with my hair). I let her work her magic, and 2 1/2 hours later I emerged with wavy hair once again.