By Lamya Cruz
Whenever I'm having a good hair day, instantly I'm in a better mood, (no pun intended). But seriously, ever since I've allowed my hair to take a much needed break from the added stresses of hair dryers and flat irons from time to time--I've noticed that my ringlets have slowly but surely been paying me back in return with longevity in moisture, manageability and versatility.
My lovely naturally kinky curly mane has given me both grief and amazement over the years--mostly because it truly has a mind of its own. No kidding. I have had many moments of frustration whenever I decide to go fully natural--believe me. This usual annoyance results in straightening my hair for longer periods of time.
However, in the past couple of months I have been learning to embrace and love my curls, finally. My secret lately has been the Camille Rose Algae Deep Conditioner, along with the Camille Rose Naturals Aloe Whipped Butter Gel, (you can find both of these at Target), and although they tend it be a little more on the expensive side; a little really does go a long way. I have noticed that in the short time of using these two products, my hair last longer throughout the week.
Another something that's really helped--was cutting away my dead ends. Over the summer I decided to cut most of the damaged, thin, stringy, strait messiness that nearly consumed most of my hair. With a couple of more regular haircuts and treatments, the answer to having effortlessly redefined curls should eventually be answered. The look and quality surly depends on how much effort and TLC I put into my hair before and during the week. Also by maintaining a product awareness, is just as important to me. I usually seek out products that consist of more natural ingredients, and I love organic oils like grape-seed, almond, argon, and Jamaican black castor oil. My ends especially love it. Usually riding the rails of dry, and brittle in the moisture spectrum, [if there ever was one], can easily throw my hair out of wack if I'm not smart about the products I use.
That being said, I still hold onto hope that one day I will wake up with the most perfect, bouncy, healthy tendrils ever seen--if only in my dreams. Most days, I'm sure it has already happened. Other days, I know it could be a whole lot worse.