Oh, hey. Have you missed me as much as I've missed you, dear reader? Have you longingly gazed at your notifications, hoping to see that I've reached out to you with another post? No? Well, I love you anyway. It's been a while since I've talked about this fro (known as She) on my larger-than-average [...]
Tag: afro
fruit salad.
Can I tell you how much I miss my tropical paradise/coconut/fruit salad? I will. December 2016 was the last time I: saw my curls got the chance to detangle as I go run my fingers through my kinks engaged in hours-long twisting sessions while catching a movie on the Netflix "tamed" these edges before pushing [...]
“edge control”?
Who are the scientists or hairologists that create the gel for those of us with edges that have temperamental minds of their own? They need to work harder. Because people like me with edges like me laugh at these gels, these silly things that do absolutely nothing to tame these rebellious follicles that rest on [...]
Bonjour, December.
I welcomed the new month with a high puff, a little red lippie, and a sweater/turtleneck combo because it's currently freezing in Dallas. Yes, you read that right. Welcome to the last month of the year. Wherever you are, may you remain warm and toasty. (I'm 4 years natural this month, y'all! So the [...]
Blogvember #14: Le Fro and Le Chapeau.
I'm quite happy to inform you that I bought a chapeau (hat) this weekend. Of course, discovering that le fro (also referred to as She) could handle hats isn't new; I discussed that wonderful revelation here. And yet those reservations about hats and fros and large heads don't entirely go away, do they? We need [...]
Blogvember #5: Any Frolunteers?
Saturday night with le fro. Who's coming around to twist this thing? Anyone? Bon first day of the weekend...
calling all big heads.
Let's get right to it, shall we? For most of my days on this planet, I've been reminded by my mother about how this thing that sits on my neck nearly cost her her life. If you have a large coconut, I'm sure you've heard similar stories from your mom. And lest you think Mom [...]
Summertime, and the Cutting is Easy…
It was going to happen eventually. My longing for change would be manifested via my hair, and that's exactly what happened. Without further ado... I cut my hair. What what? Yes, after making promises to myself that after my cut in January 2014, I would just grow it out patiently and see where it took [...]
there’s really no other way to say this…
...I think I have guns. Look at those arms. Look at them. You see some kind of definition there, don't you? Don't you?? I snapped this photo last week in the dressing room of my favorite place, Ross, while trying on that dress. And dare I say it, I think my hanging out with weights [...]
here we go.
Was this post a result of an insensitive comment thrown in my direction by another woman who felt the need to share her very unsolicited opinions about my hair to me? Perhaps. Opinions. Ain't. Facts. I cannot stress this enough, party people. Furthermore: 1. The fact that you don't care for my afro? Means nothing. [...]
