|With a mop of Shirley Temple curls. This was during one of my infamous "naps." (Sorry, Mom.)|
Well, some people might not like their curls, but I LOVED mine. I've always thought a full head of curls was just utterly gorgeous. It might have been hard for my parents to wrangle my hair into ponytails or braids back in the day, but I never knew about it.
Sadly, my curls seemed to just disappear after my days as a toddler. All of a sudden, my hair was some sort of strange curly/wavy/straight combination. I've struggled with it in the years since, although now that it's (finally) long, it seems to have worked out the kinks -- AND even gets curly sometimes! (Sleeping on it soaking wet or braiding it helps.) Plus, I'm pretty sure that my days as a curly-headed toddler created my need for curly, bouncy blowouts. Pretty much every time I head to the salon for a blowout, I ask for it to be either stick straight or full of voluminous curls (usually the latter).
|Just one example of my curly blowout obsession. This (awesome, amazing, fabulous) one was done at Glam Salon in Pittsburgh.|
Do you wish your hair was still the same as when you were a kid? Or is there another beauty throwback you wish still existed in your life? Let me know in the comments!