Locks of Love

Less than a week ago Elizabeth suddenly told me she wanted to get her hair cut and donate it to Locks of Love.  I love her hair--love it!--but I know it's hard to handle, so I agreed. Here she is before:

It came all the way down to her waist!

Here she is getting ready--she was really excited, not nervous at all:

And here is the "after":

She is thrilled!

Look what curly hair + humidity look like!

Elizabeth has really pretty, curly hair.  During the winter when it is crackling dry here, her hair sometimes borders on straight.  See how it looks during the summer rainy season!

 

Crazy hair day at school

Guess who the main morning hair styler is at my house?

Yes, it's Bill. Due to my work schedule, I usually can't do the girls' hair in the mornings and he does a fine job. The girls had all kinds of braids and funny things in their hair when they went out the door today. :-)

This has changed my hair style!

Yes, a YouTube video, a hair product, and a hair appliance.  Simple, huh?

Here is the video I happened to come across:

I noticed she has hair with a texture similar to mine although mine is a little shorter.

She used Aquage root lift foam.  I found some at my salon for about half the price of Aquage and it works the same as hers.

Last, I realized I need to buy a flat iron.  Dd arrived with one in tow, so I didn't actually buy one until hers gave up the ghost a few days ago.

I never knew how to get the lift I wanted, but with the root lift foam and back combing, I can get it just the way I want it.  Not the Texas-size hair she has, but something appropriate for me and my lifestyle.

For only about the second time in my life (now THAT'S sad), I love my hair!

Cute, cool hairdo

Curly hair came into my family by marriage

I come from a straight-haired family. The only wavy hair came from perms that both my grandmas had, as well as a well-intentioned one my brother Mike got in college. (Sure wish I had a picture of that.)

So marrying a curly-haired guy and having two curly-haired daughters is a bit of a surprise to me. I'm still kind of in awe at how hair that any sensible person knows *should* be straight can take those wild twists and turns and come out in such a gorgeous display.

Last night after E's shower I combed her hair out and sent her to bed. This is how her hair looked this morning:
I love that my family genetics now have curly hair amongst them.

I forgot to mention yesterday . . .

. . . how much C liked her hair the day we went to Tombstone. She is the only straight-haired sister of the three little ones and of course they all want the opposite of what they have. A couple of days before I had French braided her hair and it had gone through a couple of swimming-pool-then-drying cycles. When dh brushed it out she thought it looked just like her sisters' hair. :-)