Bed Head

I am definitely someone who is constantly fighting the battle of bedhead. It's been an on going thing since I was a kid. The truth of the matter is that there are some people out there who have perfect hair. Their hair color is pretty so they don't have to dye it, it never tangles, and when they wake up in the morning each strand is perfectly in place. I am not one of those people. 

 I can recall the first time I realized that I was not blessed with pretty hair. I was in fifth grade and I had developed quite the knot in my hair, behind my head. I had pretty long hair when I was this age, making it a bit easier to hide my horrible knot from my mother. At some point she had discovered it, and I had to spend what seemed like hours, sitting in a chair while my mom yanked a comb through my tangled mess of hair. It had dawned on me that none of my friend's with longer hair had to deal with the tangled mess that I did, and within a few months I just gave up and chopped my long locks off into a chin length bob.

 It was in those pre-teen/teenage years that I discovered the joys of hair dye. At first the love affair began with those big chunky highlights everyone sported in the 90's. I was so in love with my color, and from that moment on I was hooked on hair dye. I spent the majority of my high school years going back and forth between having blonde hair, black hair, brown hair, and red hair. 

Needless to say, all that dyeing ended up taking it's toll on my already uncooperative hair.

 As I became an adult I became more and more concerned with the health of my hair and stopped dying it as often, thinning it out, and attempted to stop using my straightener as often too. I did my best to stop further damage from occurring by swearing off bleaching my hair and blow drying it too often too. The funny thing is that throughout these years I had always held the belief that my hair was this coarse and unmanageable because what I had put it through, but I still suffer from bedhead, nearly every day. Some of us are just born this way ;)

So as an adult I've done my best to embrace messy hair. I still dye it from time to time, but I've finally come to terms with the 'texture' of my hair. So on days like today, when I get out of bed with unruly curls, I just go with it. I run a brush through my bangs and tame what frizz I can, throw on a (faux) leather jacket, and proudly rock my bedhead. 

The jacket, dress, and leggings are all from Target. The boots are from JCP, and the belt is F21.

Take it from me, if you have been fighting with you hair, it's time to throw in the towel (or dye, or blow dryer, or straightener), and just embrace what you have, you'll be happy you did!

-Reagan