Me = Female

Hair is like hell for me. My hair is currently a little longer than shoulder length, thick as hell, dry, and a wonderful mix of wavy and curly. It lives on a diet of fingernails, hands, elastic bands, hair brushes, conditioner, and small animals.

I have had many different hair lengths, but it's almost always been in long layers (as my hair is not manageable at one length). I've also done many colors- black, brown, red, pink, green, blue, purple, light blonde, orange, and on. I'm naturally a dirty blonde, but my hair is currently red.

I wasn't allowed to cut my hair until I was thirteen. It used to be all the way to my butt and took HOURS to take care of. Of course, this is all because my grandmother is insane. It took just one instance of me playing hair dresser when I was three for her to decide "No hair cuts ever!" after screaming, crying, and spazzing. I just took a little off the top, and giving me bangs fixed that. It took me ten years of pleading to finally get a hair cut. Up until the day I moved out, if my grandmother was around when I was getting my hair cut, she would gasp and cry with every piece of hair cut. Did I have some kind of hair linked super powers I am unaware of?


Note to the people that say their hair grows too slowly: I've found that the more I cut my hair, the faster it seems to grow. When I wasn't allowed to cut it, it grew just enough to keep up with my height. Now, it's easily over a half an inch a month, with it slowing down if I skip hair cuts.

Note to Bleachfangirl: Oh my science! Do not use a comb! A wide toothed brush would probably work a lot better. All of that frizziness and tangles is probably from breakage, which would be caused by using a comb. Try finding a brush that is all one piece of plastic, if you can- you won't have to worry about destroying it. I think you can find them at Walgreens for around one dollar.