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🖤 Welcome to the life of Curls and Chaos

Hey, I’m Anjelize — a full-time working mom, curly hair enthusiast, and Amazon-loving realist just trying to figure life out, one day (and meltdown) at a time.

I created Curls and Chaos as a space to share the real, the raw, and the actually helpful stuff I’ve learned while juggling motherhood, self-care, faith, and curly hair — with a toddler on my hip and a million tabs open in my brain.

This blog is for you if you’ve ever:

  • Tried to deep condition your hair during nap time

  • Wondered if you’re doing “enough” (spoiler: you are)

  • Felt like chaos is your new normal — but you're still showing up anyway

Here, you'll find:

  • Toddler mom hacks and product roundups that actually make life easier

  • Curly hair tips & routines (quick ones, because... mom life)

  • Amazon finds I swear by (not sponsored — just stuff that works)

  • Honest moments, faith-filled encouragement, and hopefully a reminder that you're not alone

This isn’t about perfection.
It’s about surviving — and sometimes thriving — in the middle of the mess.

So whether you’re here for the curls, the chaos, or both… welcome. I’m so glad you’re here. 💛

Stick around, explore, and if you like what you see, share it with a mama or curly-haired queen who needs it.

With love & conditioner,
Anjelize 🌀🍼✨

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