have a complicated relationship with my hair. It comes from years of scraping it back into a bun, in denial of its capability, married with sighs by hairdressers and compliments by school friends whenever it was straightened. For as long as I can remember all I have ever wanted was pin-straight hair, a glossy balayage, or a sharp badass fringe, and believe me I gave them all a try. Coming into the world with a head of thick black curls you would think that by now at the age of 22, I'd be well-versed in how to style curly hair.