My style, my stage, so fresh, so clean.

My hair.

That is what this post is going to be about. You might wonder why I'm wasting an entire post on my hair. The answer to that is: I would like to keep this regularly updated and that is all I can think of right at this moment.

So yeah! My hair. The picture above isn't actually all that accurate. It was taken at the end of June and my hair grows very quickly.

I'm actually really proud of my hair. I used to hate it when I was young, wanting to be a blond or a red head. To this day, I still think I should have been a red head, but I've come to love the hair I have. Not brown, but not black either. Dark chocolate. If it gets really long, I start going blond at the tips.

I used to also want the flowy, willowy straight hair. If the picture above doesn't show it well enough...Well, let me just tell you I have dense, extremely curly hair. Again, something I've learned to love just as much. I keep it short, because I think it looks better and it's easier to maintain.

I'm not the only person who loves my hair. My hair is probably my only truly attractive feature. I get more compliments about my hair then anything else. I've had complete strangers come up to me to say how much they love my hair. If they're teenage boys, they might possibly even grope it. This usually results in a scolding, since I don't particularly like people touching my hair without express permission.

What makes my hair stand out?

Well, it's 100% natural. Since I've never permed, asian permed, dyed, or done anything else to it, this is pretty much as real as one's hair can get. It really is that curly. I think the only difference between my hair in the pic and my hair with no styling products is that my hair without mousse in it frizzes into a fro. No fun, guys, no fun. That was a nice thing about being in Cali. NO HUMIDITY.

Aaaah....I think I'll keep my hair short. In fact, I want it cut right now...but anyways. Night for me. Goodnight, Moon.