My beautiful mess
Being our beautiful selves is a messy process. I'm inspired everyday by strong people who help me remember what true beauty is and where it comes from. It comes from a strong spirit and love for life and sometimes life gets messy.
I've recently taken on a somewhat messy decision to wear my hair everyday as I was born; curly, kirky, imperfect, messy and beautiful. No more weekend only fun times with crazy, curly hair and I love it. I love how unruly it is. I love how parts have their own opinion; some parts are coils, some are spirals, some are frizzy and some are...well I'm not really sure what they are. lol...I love the way my boyfriend smiles at me when he plays with my curls. I love seeing other curly haired women and smiling at them in shared frustration at the humidity. I love not fighting with my DNA. I love being a beautiful mess.
A slicked back bun is still a staple and eco styler gel can be a girls best friend but my commitment is to enjoying the bouncy, beautiful and down right sinfully messy hair I've been blessed with and simply adore. Namaste.
I've recently taken on a somewhat messy decision to wear my hair everyday as I was born; curly, kirky, imperfect, messy and beautiful. No more weekend only fun times with crazy, curly hair and I love it. I love how unruly it is. I love how parts have their own opinion; some parts are coils, some are spirals, some are frizzy and some are...well I'm not really sure what they are. lol...I love the way my boyfriend smiles at me when he plays with my curls. I love seeing other curly haired women and smiling at them in shared frustration at the humidity. I love not fighting with my DNA. I love being a beautiful mess.
A slicked back bun is still a staple and eco styler gel can be a girls best friend but my commitment is to enjoying the bouncy, beautiful and down right sinfully messy hair I've been blessed with and simply adore. Namaste.
