Anyone who sees me or knows me can say that my hair is curly. However, this has not always been the truth. While I am now a curly-haired brunette, when I was younger I had pin-straight dirty blond hair. As I got older the blond darkened making me the brunette I am today, but up until the 7th grade it was straight. Then one day BAM, curly.

At first I was completely against my curls. I straightened it (and by straightened I mean FRIED) every single day. I tried to keep my hair as long as possible so it would weigh down the curls (didn't really work that well since my hair is super thin).

I don't remember when I fully started embracing this curly head of mine, but super thankful that I did. Even though it did start with me filling my hair with product. I used gel, mousse, hairspray, curl sprays, and anything else that said it would help me achieve the beautiful, not-frizzy curls I was dying for. I've scrunched my hair, plopped it, let it dry in a bun, used the hair dryer, picked it, and basically anything else you can do to curly hair. I even brushed it (never again).

As a sophomore in college, and someone who has fully embraced their locks, I can say that I only comb my hair (and not that often), I hardly ever use heat on it (if ever), and I know how to use products to my advantage (thats if I even use products). I completely love my hair and actually know how to style it now.

I have no clue where I get my curly hair from in my family, but thank you who ever you are.