Here I am unleashing my unruly hair for the first time on my blog. I always hated my curls, constantly straightening it and having all sorts of chemcial treatments. I am so glad that straightening irons were invented and lug mine around whenever I travel. I can’t believe how much I’ve gone through dealing with the hassle. Can’t quite explain it, but just a couple days ago, I woke up, looked at myself in the mirror and loved how it looked. I love the fact that it’s messy and big. I feel a sense of freedom. Sometimes an “old look” is the new look you need.