Growing up, I used to hate my curls. Hate is such a strong word but that’s exactly how I felt from the very beginning. I always had very curly hair – closed tiny locks kind of curly, which I didn’t like because they would be so hard to deal with. Hard to detangle, impossible and extremely painful to brush, very complicated to style. This must have lasted until I was 6 years old, when all that mattered to me was the pain it caused me while brushing. Other than that I didn’t dislike curly hair. It was what I was born with.
At 6 years old, more or less when kids leave kindergarten and start going to school, I officially started disliking my hair. I´m sure you can guess the reasons… Kids make fun and say mean things that stay for a very long time stuck in your head, making you question everything. On top of that, my hair was shoulder length but because it would curl up so much, it looked even shorter. For a little girl who dreamed about growing her hair, going to the hairdresser was a nightmare. Why? I never had a hairdresser who knew how to treat curly hair.
I started to question why the hell I had such terrible locks when everyone around me had sleek straight hair. I believe the key word during this phase would be different. My hair was different and didn’t want it to be, because it was making me feel different. I needed to come up with ideas to tame the damn curls and make them, at least, wavy.
Around 10 I got really tired of my daily struggle and constant nicknames. I remember it was shortly before a tennis practice that I started to use my William pale pink cap differently. I tied my hair up in a ponytail and it didn’t seem so bad. What if I used my hair in a ponytail outside the practices as well? There was only one obstacle – the frizz. How could I possibly stop it? That’s when I found out aqua based gel. You couldn’t even tell it was there and my hair would be tamed.
But this story couldn’t really end here, right? Poor oppressed curls up in a ponytail?
In fact, in the following years I came up with several ideas to make my very curly hair wavy. Wavy wasn’t so bad compared to tight locks… I would braid it to sleep only to untangle it in the next morning, I would twist my hair in low buns, pigtails, anything that would leave my hair less curly.
After many hairdresser disastrous cuts (let me tell you, there are a LOT of people around there who shouldn’t be in this business AT ALL), lots of ponytails and braided hair after, I finally tasted what was like to have straight hair, at 14. It revealed a hidden blonde color I had never seen before (because it would open up the locks) and I was quite happy with the soft texture. I was determined to make it permanent. Lucky me, no one allowed me to do so and I only had straight hair for my prom night.
When I was around 16 I decided to make a commitment. I was going to embrace the curls and take proper care of them. It was enough. You probably thought I had this amazing super inspiring “ah-ah!” moment but nothing really inspired me to do so. To me, it was a matter of acceptance. I was so tired of struggling and hating what I saw in the mirror.
And so my journey began. I learned about my curl type, I tried many different products, I started to style and define my curls the proper way, I learned from other girls with similar hair. And you know what? It was working. My curls were reacting perfectly, I knew exactly what I was supposed to do and when, which products to use, etc. The results came quickly because I didn’t really have damaged hair (I didn’t straightened it on a daily basis, I never dyed it, never even done highlights in my life!).
Around my first year in college, I decided I wanted bangs, when all I wanted was to change something in my life. I blame college. Oh boy, what a dumb decision… That was, for sure, the most stupid hair decision I made in my entire life. Why? Because to avoid using irons everyday, my bangs were permanently straightened with a rather aggressive product. I took me a long time to make it normal again but I sure learned my lesson.
When I started to take care of my hair my first thought was that I was going to look like a lion, I would most certainly be different when all I wanted was to blend in and the nightmare would start all over again. But I didn’t really care about other people’s thoughts anymore. And so the reactions started and they were the exact opposite of what I thought – people would tell me that I looked like myself, that seeing me with real curls was so refreshing and that they wish they had curly hair (of course, no one is happy with what they have).
16 year old Filipa had to do it all by herself but nowadays you have so many inspiring people who are sharing wonderful tips and tricks to help you embracing your curls, specially on the internet. I’ve met amazing people through instagram who share daily their routines (the good, the bad and ugly!), the products they use, techniques, so I would definitely encourage you to check those girls and their accounts.
Accepting who you are is a lifetime process. Having distinguish features can make you feel extremely uncomfortable – and make no mistake, we all have them. Learning that those features are what make you unique can be hard but let me tell you one thing – it is so worth it.
Any favorites? Let me know in the comment section 🙂
Qual o vosso acessório favorito? Contem-me tudo nos comentários 🙂
This post was a collaboration with Swedish Stockings. The items were gifted. All opinions are my own.
Back in 2007 major style lessons were taught to young teens. Every time I heard Your one and only source into the scandalous life of Manhattans elite I knew I was about to see the latest trends and how to bravely style them. Being a major Blair fan I started to wonder why did I even question my mother when she told me that red tights were perfectly okay with tartan skirts.
Years have passed and recent trend reports as well as catwalk photos show me that it is time to put in practice every stocking style lesson I learned. Should we thank Gucci for invading instagram with its patterned hosiery? I should think so, yes.
But now the real world part of this major trend… The textile industry is the second most polluting industry in the world. If you’re anything like me, you might have been contributing to this waste, specially when it comes to hosiery. Why? Well, tights and socks always seemed to be a one use only garment due to poor quality (note that lack of quality doesn’t necessarily mean cheap hosiery), ready to be thrown away after the first ripped mesh. Sure I used nail polish for minor incidents, sure some of them lasted a bit longer. Not many. Still a waste. To make everything worst I might just be one of the very few people who thinks jeans are not that comfy so skirts, dresses, pants are my safe comfy option. Meaning I have a drawer filled with folded hosiery which is constantly being updated due to lack of quality. So allow me to introduce you to Swedish Stockings, a sustainable brand well aware of how hosiery is a wasteful business.
A BIT ABOUT SWEDISH STOCKINGS
They’re the only sustainable hosiery brand in the world. They create their pantyhose from both pre and post-consumer nylon waste. The production process is a lot less harmful to the environment than traditional nylon production and they are consistently looking for innovative and cleaner ways to produce. They also have a recycling program, meaning they receive your old stockings from other brands and give you a discount code to buy new ones. Thousands of stockings have been recycled thanks to their recycling program. Pretty cool, right?
As for my looks, I had a lot of fun playing with colors, textures and prints. When it comes to hosiery you have endless options. Personally I don’t like seeing short net socks with jeans, I prefer them with pants (but this is a matter of personal style). Over the knee socks will always be a favorite of mine. Got those Clueless vibes and they´re a (good) journey to the 90´s, what’s not to love? You can wear them with over the knee boots and barely letting them show, with heels or flats. I only avoid wearing them with Chelsea boots since I don’t like to see the different lengths. When it comes to opaque tights, what I love the most is to play color block. Create your own color scheme and play with contrasts.
ARE THEY WORTH BUYING?
In my opinion, they are. Specially the tights. I was really impressed with the fabrics´ quality (and trust me, I tested it all because I’m a mess when it comes to hosiery). If you take good care of them I believe they’ll last longer than the usual.
Are you into this FW trend? What’s your favorite? Let me know all about it below 🙂
‟About time, Filipa!‟ – you tell me, after years of denial. Truth is, it was only after I started working with beauty and skincare brands that I began to investigate the ingredients, processes and everything concerning the beauty department. I learned to follow a skincare routine
except for those days when you’re too tired to function adjusted to my skin type and so the journey began. A big thank you to those of you who told me to go for it. Can’t wait to hear your feedback!
Despite being Fall, I recall those first days of summer when I didn’t have a tan yet wanted to achieve a healthy natural glow. That was when I came across Nuxe, a French skincare brand that uses several plant extracts typically not used in skincare. I knew I had found my beloved highlighter as soon as I saw Huile Prodigieuse – many thanks to the lovely girl who offered me this baby on my birthday, btw!
Although I use it mostly in the face you can also apply it in your hair and body. The shimmering effect is quite elegant, looking even prettier in the sun. Almost every ingredient is natural and it doesn’t use silicones. Doesn’t feel greasy at all, which is something I was afraid of, and it has a very soft and pleasant scent.
✘ Huile d’Amande douce ✘ Huile de Camélia ✘ Huile de Bourrache ✘ Huile de Noisette ✘ Huile de Macadamia ✘ Huile d’Argan ✘ Huile de Tsubaki ✘ Nacres dorées
A small picnic basket just like they were made back then.
The river running. People laughing distantly. A pop of color in the middle of all the green.
The skies, bluer. The grass, greener than last summer.
The sun, shy, lightning up our faces, creating shadows. The riverside breeze announcing the end of the day. We were home.
*gifted items – sunscreen and straw bag*
Trends used to begin in the streets. But in the XXI century, when everyone has two not-so-distant lives (the real life and the online life), trends seem to begin in our instagram explore page. That´s where you can find the most popular posts with the latest styling tips and coolest accessories.
That´s also where you laugh at memes but I guess that´s not the subject here.
Instagram hasn’t been exactly my favorite place for several reasons but I must admit that when it comes to discover the latest trends and coolest brands, it’s my number 1 source. Finding small brands is basically the reason I ignore all those WhatsApp group messages *cof cof*
“So, Filipa, what shouldn’t we be missing?”
Glad you asked! Chances are, you´ve been seeing a lot of pearls and golden chains, a signficant ammount of shells and sea related accessories (hello, summer!) and hair clips. Lot´s of hair clips. Allow me to show you…
Don’t forget to leave a love note saying hi 🙂
EN I still remember the day I found out that, inside that ugly piece of furniture, a sewing machine was hidden. I knew my grandma used to sew a lot (and very well, for that matter) but always pictured her doing it in a boring plain white sewing machine, just like the ones I was used to seeing.
Imagine my surprise when the ugly brown piece of furniture opens and a beautiful sewing machine is revealed. It was an old black Singer with the most perfect golden details in perfect condition, almost like it was recently bought. Since that day, I never forgot her.
I learned that the original sewing machine had a cast iron treadle base before the ugly brown piece of furniture which I never got to see. For a child who loved to make clothes for her own dolls a real sewing machine was the symbol of a possible future hobby – maybe something more.
The years went by and the old Singer never came out of the brown piece of furniture again. It wasn’t certainly forgotten, though. My childhood memories preserved her and she was passed on to me. It was when I found out that it was dated from 1923 (which I found out here) and that 230.000k machines were fabricated that same year. It was also when I decided she was way too pretty to be hidden and made her the star of my new vanity.
P.s. I’m planning on painting the brown structure and adding a few shelves on the inside. I’ll keep you updated 🙂
PT Recordo-me do dia em que percebi que, dentro daquele móvel castanho não particularmente bonito, se escondia uma máquina de costura. Sabia que a minha avó costurava muito (e bem) mas imaginei que o fizesse numa máquina branca, aborrecida, como todas as que estava acostumada a ver.
Quando o móvel se abriu, de dentro daquele pedaço de madeira, vi surgir a máquina de costura mais bonita que até ali tinha visto. Uma Singer antiga, preta com desenhos a dourado, perfeitamente estimada, como se tivesse sido acabada de comprar. Nunca mais me saiu da cabeça.
Fiquei a saber que não era o original (com muita pena minha), que antes do móvel castanho tinha havido uma estrutura de ferro forjado, trabalhada.
Para uma criança que, desde muito cedo, se entretinha a fazer modelitos para bonecas, uma máquina de costura de verdade era o símbolo de um hobby futuro – quiçá algo mais.
Os anos passaram e a máquina nunca mais voltou a surgir de dentro do móvel. Não tinha ficado esquecida – as minhas memórias de criança preservaram-na e “ela” passou para mim. Foi quando descobri que era de 1923, que tinham sido fabricadas 230.000 máquinas como aquela. Foi, também, quando decidi que era demasiado bonita para estar escondida num móvel tão feio e que ia passar a ser o centro de todas as atenções do meu toucador.