I have thick, straight Asian hair. And I have hideous amounts of it. I'm a Freaking Mop. The circle your thumb and index finger makes is the amount of hair I had when I pull all my hair into a bundle. I used to have to use my thumb and middle finger to be able to hold it all comfortably.
From the time I was in Elementary school, my mother started buying me the LARGEST sized hairclips, most of which snap in half or crack as soon as I tried to put my hair in them. And that's AFTER I removed that u-shape piece of metal in the middle to make it bigger. When banana clips were all the rage in the 80's, I couldn't use them. Just to save time, they'd break as soon as they saw my hair as I was taking them out of the package. I have to shower with a mesh junk catching drain thing so that my hair doesn't stuff up the pipes too badly.
Length-wise, it's been as long as 29" twice in my life. Currently between shoulder and mid-back length.
I take after my Dad with regards to hair. I've had holier-than-thou hairdressers tell me that "women always resemble their mothers with hair". Bullshit.
My Dad's family also gets white hair at a very young age. I had my first white hair when I was 9 and I pluck white hairs all the time. Father Man's sister told me that he was born with a piece of white hair. This same Aunt was almost completely white by age 40 and colours her hair constantly. I used to be delighted at having white hair, I'm indifferent to it now. The "white hair" = "old" association was also never as strong for me.
I've felt it thinning out. And I'm happy about this. =) I'm not sure if this is because my hands have gotten bigger or if my hair is thinning. Probably both. But I still can't use a lot of the large hairclips available. I've learned that if I wash my hair every 3-4 days instead of every other day, I lose more hair. This is what I've been doing for the last 15 years and it's worked quite well.
My mother used to make me get perms because she thought perms looked good with my face. I don't disagree with that, my face is very well suited to ringlets. But my hair was NOT the type to be permed. I looked like an insane lion. <sarcasm type="heavy">Yeah, the insane lion look makes you very well thought of in highschool.</sarcasm> Ever since I rebelled and not let any more curlers and solution touch my hair, I've been much happier as a person.
And I don't care what the Hair Snobs say, I worship 2-in-1 shampoos (Pert Plus, in particular). My hair tangles like you wouldn't believe and 2-in-1's are the only ones that work.
"Wear my hair"? Ask me if I even comb my hair in the mornings — only if I'm feeling particularly girlie that morning. I purposely grew out my bangs so I wouldn't have to deal with them. I don't blow dry, I don't mousse, gel or spray/spritz, I don't style.
I don't want to change my hair right now, but I do wish that I could have a nice shoulder-ish-length style temporarily for a special occasion and then have it plain, straight, back down to my waist again afterwards.
Like serennig, my whole life has been a hair disaster, but the one majorly disastrous event I remember was when I was 8, it got cut way shorter than I wanted it. It wasn't fair because the hairdresser lady wouldn't listen to me because I was a kid. And my parents thought it would be easier short. Or, horror upon horrors, with layers(!!!) I knew my hair would be a fucking disaster short or in layers, it would stick out all over and be hell-and-a-half to tame in the mornings. I need it to be long so that it would have some weight to it and sit properly.
This is why I get so pissed off when people tell me I should cut my hair short. FUCK. OFF. I know my hair. You do not. You're not the one that has to deal with it. I've learned that when I listen to other peoples' advice on hair, it fucks it up further. Don't tell me what to do with my hair.
I've never realized how much my hair contributed to my horrible self-esteem problems until I wrote it all out like this. I've never been a primping girlie girl, but that doesn't mean it didn't damage me to feel ugly. On the surface, it looks like I don't care about my hair or what it looks like, etc. But that's not quite true. I don't care how it looks, as long as I am in control of what happens to it.