My hair started out normal.
Then it started to get frizzy. (Bassam coffee house)
I found a way to hide it. (In Ashley's studio)
And put it up in a bun, ashamed. (Balboa park)
Finally, I embraced it and let my hair down. (Outside the art and natural history museums)
And then it happened. The curls came.
As bad as the dry weather is in SLC, I'm grateful for the dependability it gives to my hair :)