On January 8, 2016, I’m finally doing it. I’m cutting off all my hair. It’s going to be so dope. Unless it turns out really bad. I’m going for a Lupita Nyong’o look. But I’m keeping my expectations real – I am not as cute as her. Who am I kidding?
I’ve been thinking about it for a while. Like. Years.
I tried gracefully going natural in 2014 by just not getting relaxers anymore. It failed rather miserably and after about 8 months of no relaxers I was definitely at my hair lady, begging for a relaxer.
I’d forgotten about it. But then last week I had the hair day from hell and the wind was blowing and I’d parted my hair on the wrong side so it was 100% disagreement with the wind and it looked terrible and I looked terrible and I felt terrible. Was ready to shave my head, ok?
But, I came down from that. Made a pinterest board of TWAs (teeny weeny afros). Texted my hair stylist. Made an appointment. It’s so happening.
View my TWA Pinterest board.