I've become totally obsessed with my hair. It wasn't intentional, actually I feel uncomfortable with long hair. Instead, it began as a purely philanthropic cause: donating my own "ethnic hair" to
Locks of Love. And, maybe a challenge for myself too. Allow my hair to grow to my waist, just to prove I can. I started the process about 2 years ago, July 2008. I remember the rush I felt, logging onto hair boards and seeing black women sharing hair tips and advice, with no malice or jealousy. Lurking on hair boards gave me the quasi-support I felt I need. As a life-long natural who had NO idea how to tame my curly, dry 3B/C mane, I drank up all the product junkie Kool-Aid. I couldn't tell you how much time, money and effort went into my head (literally lol).
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| me, Halloween '08 *excuse the pouty face lol* |
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But, through it all I persevered. Two blonde dye jobs later, an (expensive)
Brazilian Keratin Treatment and trial and error with my routine have gotten me right on track. My hair is about 1/2-1 inch away from bra strap length, and people are coming to me for advice about their tresses. From time to time, I'll be sharing my practices with you. Hopefully, someone out there will be inspired to take control and better care of their hair.
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| *blog post on how I cleared my acne in the works =]* |
