Hair and Life

My "quirky" puff; a little off to the side.  Just like me!

Sometimes we can't do what we want because our hair said so.

I wanted to go to the beach today.  I decided against it because I want to go out tonight, and the hair...well, the hair is not in order.  As I've grown more hair I've been limited.  Gone are my TWA days when I could just "get up and go".  I have to plan.

It's not all bad, though...

If I need to get going quickly, there's the go-to puff, and at my current length I can place it anywhere on my head for a different look - low in the back for a quick trip to the supermarket, or waaay up on the crown for a more regal effect.

The key to dealing with, and loving, my hair is learning what it can and cannot do.  I don't play with my texture.  I'm not interested in the ever evasive "curl definition". I don't have curls.  I have kinks.  Kinky is ok.

Tonight is date night, and I have no plans for my hair besides making it clean.  I'll let her decide the outcome.  I know it will be fabulous.  She always makes good decisions.

Blessings...

~ AfroTee