Recently I bought myself a long desired Russian clip-in hair extensions to see how it feels to have a thick and long Cover Girl hair look. Little did I realise that as I purchased this real human hair, I got a piece of somebody else's body that I have no idea how to look after.
(Not that shiny really, the camera enhances the shine)
My delicate, sensitive, fine hair is something I struggled with my whole life but after years of trials and errors, at 25 I can finally say I got to know their needs pretty well.
I mean, it took me 25 years to get to this point and now I found myself with a ponytail of someone else's subject of life long battles and struggles. I bet, this beautiful Russian girl who was growing this hair her whole life before she cut them and sold them also went through years of hard work getting to know how to take care of them well. The problem is that her struggles were completely different to mine.
This hair do not respond the same way to the treatments my own hair are in love with: they get dry with the hair mask that nourishes my natural ones so well, look sad and lifeless when I use oil which make ma own hair flawless and in shape. On the other hand, while mine get wavy and frizzy in a humid weather, this supreme Russian extensions stay perfectly shaped and untouched.
My hair (on top) vs extensions (bottom)
And that made me think… although I’m sure we all sometimes want to make a written complaint to God about how we look and request having this longer, shorter, smaller or that bigger, thicker or blonder, have we ever really thought what would it be like to wake up tomorrow with a brand new body? Or at least a new part of it?
It took me 25 years to figure out what my hair wants. Just the hair. Never mind other parts of my body. Can you imagine another 25 years spent on figuring out what your newly given, naturally thick and strong hair like and respond to best? How often to cut them? What’s the style they look best in? To me, that sounds like a lot of extra, unnecessarily problems to have.
What about the body? How long would it take to find optimal set of exercises for the perfect long legs if I got them tomorrow morning? Or figuring out what shape and size of clothes fit them best? I would have to buy a whole new wardrobe!
I know exactly every freckle I have on my ‘current’ body.
I know and adore unique to me, feminine monthly cycles.
I have a very sensitive neck area, if I forget the scarf in the cooler day or even drink iced water, the next morning I wake up with a sore throat.
How long would it take me to get to know my new body in such detail?
I think it would take at least a lifetime. Who knows, maybe that’s the reason we are only given one body to live in?
I love and I hate my new Russian clip-in hair extensions.
For few hours a day, when I wear make up and pretty clothes, this hair suit me and is exactly what I want. It matches with the ‘out’ side of me: strong, thick, durable and ready for confrontation with the world. I love them.
(My hair and extensions after a night out in a rainy and windy evening)
(Left: Hair clip has impressed in my natural hair)
However wearing this extensions can feel very alien. Having them on sometimes is like having some strange entity attached to the head which although look impressive from the outside, is not what nature meant for me. When I have to put them on or take them out I am sadly reminded that my natural hair will never look and feel like this. The extensions will always represent unachievable perfection. That's why I hate them.
Regardless my mixed feelings, one thing is for sure. Thanks to this hair extensions, I will never look at my body the same way again.
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