I love my hair because it loves humidity; it puffs up like some egotistical man at the slightest taste of water. I still remember those days when I was permed and would get PISSED when I knew it would rain the day I had to be out and about. Now frizz is my friend. How cool is that?
I love that when I'm fed up with my hair and want to do something ill-advised and drastic, I need do no more than make the slightest of changes to my styling and I fall in love with the naps all over again.
I love that when I go out, women and men alike will glance at me and proceed to perform covert operations with their eyes for the rest of the night. I even like the ones that look at me and suck their teeth or narrow their eyes like...how dare she make me touch my own hair and see if it's as soft as hers looks? I want a t-shirt that reads - FALL BACK BITCHES, I GOT THESE NAPS HONESTLY.
I love when my hair refuses to be tamed and flows outward...proud and unapologetic. I look like a lioness.
No...I am one.
Yeah I know it has been many moons since I updated. But it was mostly due to the fact that I fell into a real low-maintenance groove with the nap grooming. I mean damn, how many twistouts can one display? However, I know some of you are interested in the length and overall health of the naps, so I'll be back when I'm feeling more energetic to show you some hazy webcam pics (hey, don't like that? get me a digital cam, mfs!)
I shall return...eventually. :)
Posted by Lisa at July 23, 2006 05:25 AM