I Love My Life But Sometimes I Still Want Curls

Some days, I wish I had curly hair. Or thicker hair. Longer hair. Hair in a more exciting colour. Just, you know, other people's hair.

But my hair is my hair.

It looks best when it is a bit longer than shoulder-length and I do something to elevate its otherwise haphazard texture. A little leave-in conditioner can do a lot!

No matter what I do, though, my hair always looks a little messy. Even when I put in a lot of effort and take it real slow with the styling, it looks slightly out of breath. Whispy? Windswept?

Something.

Essentially, no matter what I (or the professional hairdresser) do, my hair always looks like my hair.

I've never been able to transform it into something completely unrecognizably organized. I can do glam waves, but they always look like they had a good time at the bar.

I guess that's what wigs are for.

Some styles work better for me than others, obviously. Anything that relies on extreme precision to look good does not work. Anything that requires a lot of product does not work. Anything that takes more than two hands does not work either.

But that's fine. I like my hair. When I stick to my guns, it looks really good.

Come to think of it, my hair is exactly like my life.

When I try to be too precise about my life, things go wrong more often than usual. When I make things too complicated, nothing good comes of it. When there is too much stuff in my life, I get unhappy.

And yet, sometimes I wish I could get a bit of someone else's life. I wish I had a more natural inclination to being organized for example. I am not messy or chaotic, but I have to work on “organizing”. It’s a special mode I switch on (and gratefully switch off on the weekend).

I have a colleague who has an aura of organizedness like you wouldn't believe. When she enters a room, things practically start tidying themselves up all on their own. You know, like in The Beauty and The Beast. I've never seen her desk even the tiniest bit messy or overstacked.

Naturally, her hair, even though it has the same colour as mine, is much thicker and easily lays down in well-coordinated strands.

Sometimes I wonder, what it would be like to have her hair for a day or three.

Then I look into the mirror and realise that I have a really good hair day.

It's great to have my hair!