The Story of a Girl with Big Hair

Ever since I was little, I have had big hair.  Kids never wanted to sit behind me in class because they could not see the board because of the luscious locks of frizz that protruded from my head.  I remember that some students even asked to change seats because of my hair.  Even as a girl the age of four, my curls were a bit crazy.

Notice how my hair does not stay in my Rainbow Brite ponytail.

Throughout the years, I had many different hair styles to try to combat the bigness that is my hair.  I tried tying it back, layers, haircuts, etc. Nothing really worked but I just ignored my hair and continued about life as usual.  I had more important things to worry about like Chinese jump rope, Barbies, forts, and making grass soup under Monika and Deepeka's deck.

In high school, my hair was so big that it even became a topic of gossip and discussion; one of my boyfriend's sisters talked about the large size of my head and hair. Additionally, I always needed the largest batting helmet to fit my hair and exceptionally large head in softball.  (By the way, both of my children's heads are greater than the 97th percentile.  Maybe we all need room for our exceptionally large brains.) 

This is my senior picture from high school.  Note how my hair is so big, that it did not even fit in the picture frame.

In college, I discovered the hair straightener and used it daily.  Back in the day, they were pretty crappy though and I tended to break the straighteners readily. Additionally, the rain in the Pacific Northwest derailed my hair straightener dreams as each drop that fell from the sky increased the volume ten-fold.

Then the Chi was invented.  I kind of love it and use it all of the time.  Its ceramic plates help tame my crazy big hair and use it to this day.  Please watch as I turn my hair disaster into something worthy of wearing in public.

Hair after washing and blow drying.  There is no product in it now. 

No, I am not a girl who can run out of the house quickly after a shower. Here are my children's reactions to my hair

 Eli freezes and stares.

Carlo says, "Your hair is HUMONGOUS!"


But now I have discovered the best product ever for my humongous hair.  It is called Kerastase and I am fairly confident it has been around a while, but I have only recently found it.  This Kerastase can turn my "before" frizz into a much more normal and public worthy "after." 

I found it at Nordstrom Rack but unfortunately it costs a pretty penny; to the tune of $35 for a little bottle.  The good news is that you only need about a dime's worth per application (or nickle if you have my hair.) 

What do you think?  Should I just wash, dry, and run out the door? :)