what's been happening
Nothing important.. uhmm let me think.. I've been keeping up with East Enders.. so good. I won't get into details. I also some scary ass movies the last few weeks which kept me awake. I went shopping, yet again I lost one of my bags, but it wasn't the most expensive, yet the things I needed the most.
I've decided to go for a new hairstyle: ha ha Natural, I shall post a picture later. I like the lady as the salon when she looked at my hair.. she goes.. U want uhmm "natural" like its a shock for a black woman to want to keep her hair "natural" by coming inside a beauty salon. She touch my hair like "ok let's see if you got that really negro nap" My eyes dropped down as if I was waiting her approval, of course she will do it because its money. For just a second she looked at my tight braids and undo one of them, and pull a bit on my hair.. she goes "oh, its ok, this won't take forever". I lift my head up and said to her "in second thought, I'll take my braids off myself, thank you" I left the salon.
The story didn't end there, someone approaching as if she was selling something illegal, she asked if I wanted to have my hair braid, I told her, "I just want to take these out and stay with my natural hair. she looked at me as I am a mad woman.. she can see that I didn't straighten my hair. I refuse to put this disgusting goo in my head just to look in "fashion" if I want straigh hair, there is always a flat iron, I know this doesn't stay long because if it rains I'm fucked. I'll just end up with my hair up in the air rather than down my neck. Anyways I took the metro back home feeling harrassed for wanting to stay kinky.
I love my hair.. I do a lot of things with it, but sometimes I like to leave it be, and be me. I go through phases where I don't want people to see my kinky, baby hair...its really fine...so soft..and curly I like to touch it myself, but its not a hair you can wear for easy life. It's big and soft like well its between a sponge a telephone cord ha ha .. I love it so much. I don't think I want to trade in.
Enough about hair... I guess there was nothing else I wanted to blab about.
I've decided to go for a new hairstyle: ha ha Natural, I shall post a picture later. I like the lady as the salon when she looked at my hair.. she goes.. U want uhmm "natural" like its a shock for a black woman to want to keep her hair "natural" by coming inside a beauty salon. She touch my hair like "ok let's see if you got that really negro nap" My eyes dropped down as if I was waiting her approval, of course she will do it because its money. For just a second she looked at my tight braids and undo one of them, and pull a bit on my hair.. she goes "oh, its ok, this won't take forever". I lift my head up and said to her "in second thought, I'll take my braids off myself, thank you" I left the salon.
The story didn't end there, someone approaching as if she was selling something illegal, she asked if I wanted to have my hair braid, I told her, "I just want to take these out and stay with my natural hair. she looked at me as I am a mad woman.. she can see that I didn't straighten my hair. I refuse to put this disgusting goo in my head just to look in "fashion" if I want straigh hair, there is always a flat iron, I know this doesn't stay long because if it rains I'm fucked. I'll just end up with my hair up in the air rather than down my neck. Anyways I took the metro back home feeling harrassed for wanting to stay kinky.
I love my hair.. I do a lot of things with it, but sometimes I like to leave it be, and be me. I go through phases where I don't want people to see my kinky, baby hair...its really fine...so soft..and curly I like to touch it myself, but its not a hair you can wear for easy life. It's big and soft like well its between a sponge a telephone cord ha ha .. I love it so much. I don't think I want to trade in.
Enough about hair... I guess there was nothing else I wanted to blab about.