I have really stubborn hair, always have ever since I was a child. When I was growing up, I had super thin/fine hair, you could hardly do anything with it! You curl it, 2 hours later, it's straight, scrunch it to try to see if there's any natural curl in there, NOTHIN'! So finally when I turned 13, and guess what my hair is finally thick enough for me to get a perm. It was the perfect perm for me actually! It was a mixture of tight and loose curls throughout my hair. It looked, cute, elegant, sophisticated, and fun! I Loved it. It grew out, but it helped me get a little bit of wave when it's long, and when it's short (about shoulder length) it naturally flips out. Guess what? I love it! It's so nice when I blow dry my hair on a tight time limit getting ready for work or simply on lazy days where I'm simply not in the mood to do anything to it, that I can put my fingers through it, make the layers in my hair loose, and with my "regular brush" I help it flip out more than it does. I still get some that randomly curl inward which bugs me. It has to go either one way or the other. but anyways, it's done in like 5 minutes! SWEET! Moving on getting to the story for today.
So my mom and I got introduced to this program called Dressing Your Truth-by Carol Tuttle. Look it up for more info. it's really interesting. Anyways. She has these four different types of nature. Air(type 1), water(type 2), fire(type 3) and solid(type 4). And I'm a dominant type 1 movement. Which is light high movement. Always happy type person. You get the picture. Basically the person that lights up the entire room. with the Type 4 secondary. Which is the opposite movement of type 1 and with that I'm more introverted than what type 1 is to be described. Which is quite interesting and funny. But it's part of who I am, with a balance of the other 2 types.
Now back to the story, so as a type 1 I am light and animated, fun and cute. I wear bright and fun make up with my ugly uniform that I wear everyday. Which is a dark burgandy, with black scrub pants. I am a housekeeper at a hospital. So I have to do something to help me feel like I'm me! I don't care if it matches because, that's really not what I'm going after. If I really tried to match, honestly I would not look very pretty! :P So today, I wanted to mimick a hair do I did on memorial day this year, and boy was it CUTE! I Loved it I felt like me, I got compliments left and right with my family. It was awesome! And it fell into disaster for me today! It curled too much too soft, no random or upward light movement. all the curls were shaping my face with a smooth type 2 movement not that fun, flirty, light, high movement to help me look animated and fun.(me!) So I put it up in bobby pins and it looked even more like type 2. I was freaking out! I didn't have time to fix it, so I put on my make up and went out the door. I went to work with type 1 make up on with type 2 hair. Oh my gosh! I felt like I was arguing with myself the first 5 hours of my shift. I felt like I was getting nothing done. And most of all I felt like my mom. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE MY MOM VERY MUCH! You hear?! Don't take this wrongly. If you do Dressing Your Truth you might understand. But I felt like my mom. I felt soft subtle, flowing with the movement work was going which was slow! And taking my time(which I usually do but, usually with my own movement, that is a different story), for me I felt lazy, and just a lot of conflict going on in my head. I finally got tired of it and put my hair up. It looked messy, poofy, random and cute when I put it up with a rubber band. It was all that was found at the nurses station. I didn't care, I just needed it up good and fast! I was going psycho! As I went on through out the day, I was almost done and I thought to myself. Holy Cow! That was evidence that I am not a type 2. I am definitely a Type 1. I seriously felt like my mom who is a Type 2! I almost felt like I was going to cry because, of the whole conflict it was basically making me sick.
Sometimes you get into trouble doing experiments with your hair.
Here's what else was going through my head at this point. I need to tell my mom, she would get a hoot from this. Of course, I told her. And she laughed her head off even told my dad who is also supporting her through this program. I'm still laughing my head off. And still going crazy with my hair now down. I want to wash it. I just wanted to take care of this first because, I seriously couldn't wait. So I hope you had a laugh as much as My mom and I did. Make it a great and wonderful day and weekend. See you next time. :D
"Life is tough but it's even tougher When you're stupid." (Do what works in Life) -Anonymous
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