by Julia-Anne of Three Naturals
The night before we flew out, I spritzed my already blown out hair (I had blown it out about a week and a half prior) with water, smoothed in some shea mix and braided it in about 12-15 braids, planning to take them out in the morning. When the morning came, I figured I could put the braids up in one, let them set a little more and take them out at the airport or on the flight. I didn’t want the terrible Toronto summer humidity to get to my braid-out and then get to St. Lucia looking all puffy and crazy.
I took the braids out while waiting in the departure lounge for the boarding call and ended up with what was probably one of the best braid outs I have ever had. No, I didn’t take a picture…but it looked something like this, only longer, because it was blown out:
All the way to St. Lucia…perfect hair. And as soon as we landed – this:
Can you say humid? Steamy? Watery air?
This happened as soon as I stepped off the plane. But do you know…after the horror of it died down, a few days into the trip I thought, maybe it was just humid that night. I’ll try again. So two days later on the eve of my birthday, I braided it up again. The next evening…
Not bad…this is at the door of our hotel room. I’m about to step outside…elapsed time: approx. 1.5 minutes to get to the restaurant, poolside…
And several moments later…
Hard to see so I drew a nice pink outline around my hair for ya.
So what have we learned girls?
It wasn’t just an odd night the first time…Pretty much every night’s a humid night on the island.
What we call humidity up here in the good old North is a gentle moist caressing of our hair, compared to the rain shower of invisible water that affected my hair in St. Lucia
And the moral of the story is…I will never complain about humidity again (now that I know what it really is).