curl on a budget


I’m starting this list because as a born and bred Curly Top, I know first hand what a struggle it can be to figure out how to manage/become comfortable with your hair (and do so on a budget). So, please feel free to add, reblog, and share with the curly heads you love (Please don’t delete the source.) 

1- Kiss sulfates goodbye.

I didn’t even know sulfates were a thing until it was brought to my attention. Basically, they are chemicals inside many of the shampoos and hair products that you know and love, ie; Aussie, Suave, Garnier, etc. 

A couple of the biggest problem-causing sulfates are called Sodium Lauryl Sulfate and Sodium Laureth Sulfate, they promote bacteria, reduce proteins, and basically leave your hair covered in a thick layer of wax that sucks all of the natural oils out of your hair. I have been sulfate free for about a year now, and anytime I am forced to use a shampoo with sulfates in it, I can immediately tell the difference in the texture of my hair. As someone who will never spend a dime over the necessary price for beauty products, I’ve compiled a small list of my favorite Sulfate free or low sulfate products that you can find just about anywhere and that will not break the bank:

  • -L’Oreal Paris EverCurl
    This was the first product I tried after making the switch and I love it. It averages about $10 at places like Walmart and it lasts a while. They have a bunch of different options in this line like gel, style milk, etc. It’s cheap and it smells REALLY GOOD!
  • -Shea Moisture
    My favorite is their Coconut Hibiscus line, where they also offer several different types of products. This is probably my favorite out of everything that I’ve used (I’m partial to the Curl and Style Milk and the Hold and Shine Moisture Mist.) They also have a wonderful set of Shampoo and Conditioner, each product also averaging about $10.
  • -Miss Jessie’s
    This one is a little more expensive, each bottle averaging around $22, but it’s definitely worth the money. I love the Pillow Soft Curls product, but right now I’m working my way through a bottle of Multi Cultural Curls and it’s great, though not my favorite. 
  • -Suave Professionals
    Now, I know that I mentioned Suave earlier in the ‘bad list’, however, they have a line of Keratin Infused shampoos that are really low in sulfates AND in price! I usually never buy the shampoos and conditioners from the lines listed above, because it’s a lot of money for a little bit of product, and, let’s face it, in a Curly Haired’s world, there’s no such thing as ‘Family Size’! I can usually hit up Walmart or CVS and get a giant bottle of both this shampoo and conditioner and pay around $9 TOTAL! THAT, my friends, is a deal!

2- Find a good oil.

I’m partial to a salon quality Argan oil, but you can use whatever suits you best depending on your type of curl. You’re probably going to pay a little more for the oil than you would some of your other products, but at a couple of pumps a few times a week, one bottle can last months. 

3- Develop a solid after-shower routine.

This was a hard one for me to figure out, but once I got the hang of it, what used to be an hour long process now only takes about 15 minutes. Each routine will vary from person to person depending on your curls/resources/etc., but here is mine:

  • -First of all, I never wash out all of my conditioner. I don’t walk out of the shower with my hair still sudsy, but I leave just enough in that it makes the next 15-20 minutes a smoother process. 
  • -I start by squeezing all of the excess water out of my hair, (honestly, I’ve learned that my life post-shower is so much easier if I just stand on a towel) making sure that it’s still pretty damp, but not dripping down your shoulders. It’s a fine line. 
  • -Then, I rub a little bit of whatever curl milk I’m planning on using later into my hair (I only just learned this about a month ago and it has SAVED MY LIFE!) this seriously makes the whole brushing your hair out thing eight billion times easier. I know that people say you’re not supposed to brush your hair when it’s wet, but most of those people have board-straight hair and no actual valid opinions. You can brush curly hair when wet, or not at all. There is no in-between. 
  • -Brush it out. I start from the ends and work your way up to avoid as much breakage as possible.
  • -Now I add my oil. A few pumps of Argan into my palm, and I make sure to rub it all over my hands so no matter how I touch my hair, the oil is making contact. Try to avoid the roots, just because you have your own natural oils living there and they get kind of angry (greasy) when you invite other people in. I’ve found the easiest method in doing this is to start at the highest point you plan on putting the oil, and then twisting your hair into sort of a faux-pony tail, it spreads evenly and you don’t have to worry about your hair tangling again.
  • -Flip and scrunch! Put however much curl milk you feel necessary into your palms, flip your hair and get to work! I like to start in my biggest problem area, which is the base of my neck. I put a little more product there than I do anywhere else because it dries out so quickly. Once I’m done, I flip my hair back and scrunch up the curls on the crown of my head a little more, just because I have an issue getting a lot of volume up there.

4- Satin pillow cases are expensive.

It’s true. I know everyone says that the way to keep moisture locked into your hair is to sleep on satin pillow cases, but they’re expensive and my head slides around. No bueno. So, I’ve found a loophole! The messy bun! It’s a life saver, really. I usually wash my hair before bed, so when I’m done putting the products in, I flip my hair over again, collect it all into a bun at the very top of my head and tie it off (I use scrunchies. They don’t leave those annoying hair-tie lines in your hair). Make sure you’re not tying it too tight though, or else it could ruin the curls and you’ll wake up with a frizzy head. This locks in the moisture and protects your curls from those pesky cotton pillow cases.

5- Stop hurting your hair!!

It’s okay. We’ve all done it. Spent hours in the bathroom with a fan and a flat iron trying to look like Megan Fox. (and proceeded to sweat out all of that hard work in a matter of hours). Stop it. Throw out the flat iron, the curling rod you use after the flat iron to get those pretty beach waves, and the hair dryer- YES! I said the hair dryer. Even with a diffuser, you’re causing unnecessary damage to those beautiful curls of yours! Be nice to your hair!

6- Vitamins.

Biotin. I’m not kidding. It keeps your hair long, curly and most of all- Healthy! It’s cheap at any Walmart or drug store and as a bonus, it helps out your hair and skin too!

That’s all I’ve got for now. If I think of some others, I’ll come back and add them, but if you have any opinions or tips that I didn’t mention here, PLEASE add them! Let’s have a discussion, learn and GROW together! (See what I did there?)

Even was awake long before Isak’s alarm went off this morning, but how could he sleep on a day like this?  He watched with a soft smile as Isak’s face scrunched up into a sleepy frown, unimpressed by the racket his alarm was making.

“Morning, sunshine.” Even whispered.

“Too early.” Isak muttered grumpily.

“You’ll be fine once you get up.” Even laughed, burying his face into Isak’s neck.

“No I won’t.” Isak pouted adamantly.

“You know what today is?” Even asked lightly, smattering kisses over Isak’s throat.

“Yes, Even, I own a calendar.” Isak huffed grouchily.  “It’s the day I go back to school, so I have to work around full time education again.”

And yeah, okay, Isak wasn’t exactly wrong on that one.  Even pulled Isak closer in a sympathetic hug.

“We’ll get through it, just like last term.” Even promised.  “But that’s not actually what I meant.”

“Mmm?” Isak sighed groggily, looking up at Even.

“It’s a year today since I saw you for the first time ever.” Even couldn’t keep the smile off his face, or stop his hand from reaching up and ghosting his fingertips along Isak’s cheekbone.

“You’ve grown so much this last year.  You look even more beautiful than the first day I saw you.” Even whispered, searching Isak’s face for any hint that he didn’t believe him.  It was imperative that Isak understood how much this meant to him.

“Ev.” Isak blushed - an expected response - and ducked his head under Even’s chin.

“It’s been a year since I saw the most beautiful boy in the world.  And you know what I thought to myself?  I thought: Even, you have to meet him, you have to know that boy.”

“You did not.” Isak laughed, and Even could hear the embarrassment in it.

“I really did.  I knew from the second I saw you that you were meant to be in my life.” Even rolled them over so that Isak was lying on his back so he had nowhere to duck and hide from Even’s gaze.

He really was so beautiful.  Even couldn’t believe his luck.

“And now here you are.” Even breathed, his eyes skittering over Isak’s face because he really couldn’t choose one place to settle on.  “The man of my life, who I wake up to every day in our bed in our flat.  You make me so fucking happy, Isak.  You changed my life, and it all started a year ago today.” Even could feel his chest swelling with emotion, and he could see Isak’s eyes getting a little bit misty too.

“You changed my life too.” Isak nodded, pulling Even into a hug.

“I have something planned for tonight.” Even confessed with his face buried in Isak’s sleep warm curls.

“Don’t break our budget, Ev, please-” Isak began, but Even placed a hand over his mouth.

“I won’t, I won’t!  But that’s all the information you get, baby.” Even grinned, knowing how much Isak hated being out of the loop.  He could see Isak getting ready to protest, could feel his sharp intake of breath against his palm, but Even was having none of it.   He rolled off of his cuddly warm boyfriend and shoving Isak into a sitting up position.

“Go on, Is!  Time for you to go to school!” Even burst out laughing at the shocked look of betrayal on Isak’s face.

“Even!” Isak exclaimed, goosebumps rushing over his suddenly exposed skin.

“Go on!  Go show Nissen who the top student is!” Even cheered before he shoved Isak off the bed completely.

Even!” Isak yelped.

“Have a good day at school, baby!” Even blew a kiss to Isak, laughing at the grumpy pout he got in return.

“Maybe I’ll see a nicer man to be the man of my life this year.  Someone who won’t shove me out of bed at an ungodly time in the morning!” Isak shouted over his shoulder as he went to shower.

Even snorted a laugh and settled back down in bed - hey, he didn’t have classes yet - marveling over how far he and Isak had come both as individuals and as a couple in the short space of time since they had first seen each other.

Even really was the luckiest son of a bitch in Oslo.

anonymous asked:


Notes: Sequel/follow-up to this fic (Modern, political AU)! Thanks for the positivity everyone!! This is going to be three parts :3

The Visit: Arrival



Hello Hi Hey Katara,

I don’t know why I’m writing you a letter. It’s stupid. It seemed like an okay enough idea when I started. Even though it’s the easiest way to have correspondence taken by spies. Hopefully there’s no spies. Anyways the paper’s out and I’m writing on it already so. Here it goes.

You should come back to visit

I miss-

We should-

Six months is a long time not to-

I hear the South Pole’s nice this time of year. Lots of…snow. We don’t have snow. Much. Well, maybe in the mountains. Near the top. If you wanted to see it. The snow, I mean. It might be different than your snow.


Your friend


Warm regards

Yours truly



Dear Zuko,

Sokka and I will be heading back to the Fire Nation this summer for the peace summit. I’m sure your snow is very nice snow.



PS: I like letters. But get a Twitter already :P

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We’re young and we’re reckless

 A/N: This rival spy!AU is cheesy and not researched and rife with tropes I know I know just let me live    

           Lily stiffened at the sound of approaching footsteps. If she was caught right now, in this little town in the middle of nowhere, her host wouldn’t even think twice when slitting her throat…

           The shuffle of feet stopped outside the door to the hallway Lily was crouched in. Her mind was racing, completing her usual checklist (If she died right now, Marlene had the keys to her apartment to feed the cat…she hadn’t legally left their money to anybody, but she was poorer than she had been in college, if that was possible, so it didn’t matter…had she been snippy to her mother the last time they talked?) A few heart-stopping seconds passed and then—

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anonymous asked:

I have a prompt for klaine winning! It's pretty vague, but I'd love something with Burt, Carole, Kurt, Blaine, will, and Emma at dinner. Perhaps sometime after blaine and Kurt get married.

            "Aw, he’s gotten so big.  And those red curls.“

            "Poor kid,” Blaine said. “I hope you’ve got room in your budget for hair gel supplies.”

            Kurt rolled his eyes and passed the picture of seven-year-old Danny Schuester down to his dad and Carole. They both beamed and cooed. Blaine glanced at him, squeezed his thigh under the table and leaned in to kiss his cheek.

            “Now would be a good time, I think.”

            Kurt nodded, kissed his husband’s lips in reply.

            “He’s gotten so big. Looks like his mama,” Burt said as he handed it back to Emma. “Makes me miss having babies around the house,” he added with a pointed look at Kurt and Blaine. “Don’t you miss having a babies around, Carole?”

            Carole ate a bit of her roasted chicken and swallow. “No. Absolutely not. Finn was a nightmare. Clogged the toilet twice a day, climbed onto everything just so he could jump off, screamed and cried half the night until he was fifteen months and—oh. I mean, yes.”

            Emma laughed and squeezed Blaine’s shoulder. “I think what they’re hinting at is having a few grandbabies around.”

            “Oh. Well…” Blaine trailed away as Kurt shot him a quick wink and then frowned across the table at his dad.

            “Dad, we’ve had this discussion before,” Kurt said. “When we’re ready—that’s me and Blaine, not you and Carole—we’ll consider it. Honestly, we’re both very happy with our careers,” Kurt continued, a small grin breaking out on his face, “and our new house with the new nursery and the new twin boys we’re going to have in another four months. All right?”

            Burt grumbled and chewed for a second before his son’s words hit him.

            “With the—and the—are you serious right now, Kurt?”

            Blaine laughed. Kurt rolled his eyes and grinned as Carole covered her mouth in surprise. Will and Emma beamed and then leapt away from the table as Burt almost toppled it in his hurry to stand.

            “I’m going to be a Grandpa?”

            “Did you think we’d changed our minds?” Blaine said.

            “Well, you two were nineteen and stupid when you told me that,” Burt said as he circled the table and wiped his eyes. He pulled both of them into his arms and sniffed. “Me, a grandpa. God, your mom would love this, Kurt.”

            Carole poked her head in under Burt’s arm and kissed both of their cheeks. “Oh, and two! Two little grandbabies. When? Have you picked names? I’m going to be there to help. You need someone to show you how to change diapers and soothe them and—”

            Burt and Carole stepped back and laughed at their tears.

            “We’re going to be grandparents!” Burt shouted as he looked at the Schuesters. “To little twin babies that we get to spoil rotten! My son’s going to—and you, too, Blaine. Oh, god, I’m old now. Really old.”

            “I’m Papa,” Blaine said. “Kurt’s Daddy.”

            “My little boy’s going to be a daddy." 

Sight Unseen

Pairings: Evelyn B Trevelyan x Cullen Rutherford

I got a bitchin’ prompt, it begged to be written

@gahocleric said: so I saw this prompt sent to drinkyourjuicerodriguez and all I could think of was how B would react. Not my own inquisitor…B. You have ruined me. “Write your Inquisitor’s reaction to the tarot card for their race and gender as if it was a commissioned portrait painted by someone who’d never seen them before." 

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She batted his hand away, like an older sister shooing him from the spice cookies before they’ve cooled. He released the sheet, clutching his hand dramatically as though she actually wounded him. Evelyn smiled, shaking her head at her Commander, that infuriating man that twisted her heart up thicker than her hair.

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