The guy cut my hair so it looked like it was still kinda pulled back. But then I had to take a shower to get all of the tiny hairs offa me, and I washed my hair, and it was wonderful! I felt like a woman in an African jungle while taking a shower in a tub. My hair 'froed right up after I put some carrot creme and vitamin oil in it (the same stuff I was using before).

I stayed up until midnight because I didn't want to sleep on my hair. What if I smashed it all night? But my hair is pretty resiliant, and I have leave-in conditioner to spray it to bring it back to life to I can comb it out and then pat it back down.
I actually got compliments on my hair! People said that my head is a good shape for a short cut, that it makes me look more sophisticaed, and they liked it better than the ponytail. Well, thank God cuz that mess in a garbage that's gonna be picked up tomorrow morning. Now I gotta get a new pair of glasses to compliment the new 'do. I am glad that I decided to do something outrageous. I got one funny look, but I am not surprised by it. Meanwhile, she rocks straight weave after weave and thick acrylic fingernails. Yeah, I have a million grey hairs, but I am not sure that I want to color it because that is more maintenance. No, I just want to be free. This is me, and I love me the way that I am, the way that I was made. My natural hair texture is wonderful, and so is the color.
And anyone who doesn't like it... kick rocks! ROCKS, I SAID!
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