When I was 13, I went through a phase where all I did was crazy hairstyles. From flat tops accomplished on straight hair, to a French twist that wraps to only one side of your head. I am fortunate that there is no photographic evidence of this. Yet, at that time, it was something I loved doing and help me established a sense of identity. To be honest, had I not been accepted to the commercial art program, this would be a cosmetology blog. But I digress. I realize that advice is not one size  ...