As promised! Here it is!!! The Glory Days Pt. 2! These have got to be my favourite days especially the chunky twist era! Oh my days! My chunky twists were the ONE ☝🏼 What was just a trend for most ladies, I was certain I was going to live in for the rest of my life- … Continue reading The Glory Days (Pt.2)
My crowning glory, Our on and off romance has lasted just about five years. There were times when all I wanted to do was caress your beautiful strands and times when all I wanted to do was cut them all off! 😡😤😡But truth be told, looking back on all those memories, I am so proud … Continue reading The Glory Days (pt.1)
Everything you’ve ever wanted is on the other side of fear – George Addair Y’all will not believe what I have gone and done! I’ve locked up my hair!!! And you won’t believe how long ago I did it too. Three months ago! That’s right! I’ve officially passed the chicken test! Yes! Last November on … Continue reading OMG!!! I Did It!
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind. There was something so pleasant about that place – Gnarls Barkley, Crazy Following my last post expressing my intentions to free-form, I have received mixed reactions from friends and family. Some are like, ‘Ride on girl, do your thang!’ (cough, cough 😅👍🏽) while others … Continue reading On the Verge of Free-forming (Pt.2)
‘That’s a pretty …fast year flew by’ – Frank Ocean, Skyline To It’s been a mighty long while but good news, I am back! I know I went completely AWOL last year. I can’t even pretend that my neglect wasn’t noticeable so I’m stating it clearly. I went MIA and I sincerely apologise. 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼 I’m … Continue reading On the Verge of Free-forming (Pt.1)
Life has been a lot less crazy since my decision last month to take the back seat and give nature a freer hand in my hair journey. I can’t believe how peaceful things have been! I keep expecting my hair to act out spontaneously, perhaps by biting at me like a ferocious puppy or something but instead … Continue reading Going With The Flow
We formed a little crowd on the edge of Aunty’s garden which was still under construction, waving sparklers and drinking wine. I clung unto bae as we stared up at the multitude of colours that lit up the foggy new year sky. Half amazed, half shaken. The fireworks looked heavenly but sounded like grenades and … Continue reading A Year of Unorthodox Lessons in Hair