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Wednesday, 4 September 2019

My Curl Story



I figured that a great way to kick off the hair side of my blog is to tell you all about my curl story. I grew up with my mum, who is black British with a Jamaican background, and my dad who is white British - I also have a younger sister and brother and all of our hair textures are different.

Growing Up

Luckily, with my mum being black, she knew exactly how to care for my curls, taught me the basics of a good hair routine and most importantly, told me how special my hair was. From what I can remember my hair was somewhat of a talking point when we'd be out in public, much to me and my mum's annoyance. But, I did love the attention (lol) and it made me feel so good getting compliments. For this post I asked my mum what my hair routine was when I was young, she said my hair would be washed on alternating days, plaited during the week and worn down at the weekend. I can distinctly remember her using Dax and John Freida Frizz-Ease Serum - honestly, Frizz-Ease was a miracle product and I still don't know how she only used that to style my hair and make my curls look poppin!


School


I went to a predominantly white school and lived in a predominantly white area so I was never really around anyone with hair like mine, and this is when I started to see the difference in my hair and theirs. While my hair would be styled in plaits or a ponytail (brushed out) the other girls would have their hair down. As I got older my mum still did my hair until I was probably 13 or 14 - the same time I finally managed to master a neat ponytail.

Kids at school would always make comments about my hair, probably because they weren't use to it. I used to feel so embarrassed and be jealous that I couldn't have sweeping fringes like my friends, and cute bouncy ponytails which I thought made them look prettier than me. I also felt stuck as I wanted to wear my hair out big and full but I knew being around so many white people, they just wouldn't get it and I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. When I took control of doing my own hair I started to experiment, alot! I would watch YouTube videos and google everything I could about curly hair, trying to recreate the same look with my own curls, but my curls would just shrink up and i'd be left with what I saw as a puffy mess. In the end I tried to make my hair as much like my peers as i could.

To be honest I ignored everything my mum told me about caring for my hair and began straightening it to look like my friends. When my hair was straight i'd get so many comments about how nice it looked, and although they'd also say my hair looked nice when it was down and curly, this was a different kind of attention. I don't know how much I straightened it but I know it was a hell of a lot, and as a result my curl pattern was ruined. I remember washing my hair in the shower and actually smelling smoke on my hair because it was so so heat damaged, this completely scared me and I had a kind of epiphany that I loved my curls and losing them would be losing a massive part of my identity.

Bringing the Curls Back



After my horrible shower experience I decided that getting to know my curls again was my next step. I started following curly hair vloggers and bloggers such as SunKissAlba and trying to revive my curls. I'd go into the 'black hair shop' and feel so overwhelmed by the products, applying them all in the same way and then wondering why they didn't work. To get rid of all my straight ends I chopped my hair off pretty short and hated it, but it did help with the process oF getting my curls back. As i'm writing this my mum has just reminded me that I was obsessed with high ponytails lol - gelling my hair back my and tying it up as high as I could was my go-to. I was still using a lot of the wrong products like mousse and hairspray, but gradually my hair started to improve and my curl pattern came back. By year 11 I was wearing my hair down and curly most days, this isn't to say that I wasn't still getting annoying comments but day by day I was growing more confident.

Embracing My Curls


Although I've always appreciated my curls, fully embracing them is something that has taken a good few years. By age 16/17 I had a lot more knowledge about my curls, and my hair actually grew pretty long - of course I didn't realise this at the time *eye roll* but my hair was looking good. In 2017 I began my own Instagram page dedicated to curly hair care. Even in the short time I've been doing this I've learnt so much - the natural hair community is so open, non-judgmental and welcoming, which is why I love being a part of it. Today, I have a good hair routine, know what's good and bad for my hair and overall have a lot confidence in my hair and what it means to me. But, I am still learning, and like everyone I have good hair days and I have bad hair days, sometimes I don't feel confident in my curls and sometimes I feel like I have the best hair on Earth! It's all about growth.

Every curl hair journey is different, so never feel disheartened if results aren't happening as quickly as you'd like, keep on going and you'll get there.

Liv
x

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