So I saw that Marsai Martin hair tutorial floating around, figured I’d give it a shot since my hair looked like a sad, greasy mop this morning. You know how it is. Grabbed my brush, a spray bottle filled with water, some gel I found hiding under the sink, and a bunch of those cheap black hair ties from the dollar store. Ready to dive in.
The Starting Struggle
First thing? Wet it down good. Like, soaking. That spray bottle got a workout, I tell ya. Sectioned the front off into a little box – tried to make it neat, ended up kinda crooked, but whatever. Brushed that front section super smooth, pulled it straight back tight. Tied it off quick with a hair band before it had a chance to frizz up on me. Felt like I was wrestling a wet cat.
Middle Part Madness
Next, took the rest of my hair – still dripping – and split it straight down the middle. Like, part-in-the-middle-part. Brushed each side hard, pulling everything back towards the nape of my neck. Felt my scalp screaming a bit. Grabbed the left side, pulled it real tight, wrapped another band around it. Did the same thing with the right side, aiming to get them even. Spoiler: they weren’t exactly twins. More like distant cousins.
The Buns Go Poof
Now came the messy bit. Took the ponytail on the left. Instead of trying some fancy twist, I just… twisted it loosely like a rope until it started coiling itself. Kinda flopped that coil around the hair tie base like a sleeping snake. Slapped a third hair tie over the whole wobbly mess to make a bun. Repeated the exact chaos on the right side. Looked lopsided. Super lopsided. Pulled and prodded them, trying to get them to look like actual sisters, not cousins twice removed. Nope, still weird. Gave up.
Gel Saves The Day (Kind Of)
Remembered the gel part. Scooped a big glob of that cheap blue gel onto my fingers. Smoothed it all over the front section where I’d done that tight pull-back. Scraped down any little wispy baby hairs trying to escape around my edges. Gel everywhere. Fingers sticky, sink sticky. Left it alone to dry while I cleaned the gel explosion off the counter.
Final Reveal… And Shock
Came back like 20 minutes later. Touched the front. Crispy. Like, really crispy. Peeked in the mirror… Holy crap, it looked… decent? Like, the buns were still lopsided chaos, but somehow the crispy front and those low buns created an actual style. Looked intentional! Didn’t look like I’d fought a hairbrush and lost. Looked like I might have even meant to do this. Gave it a quick head shake. It mostly stayed put. Colour me shocked. Messy buns for the win, courtesy of Marsai Martin’s surprisingly doable method.
