Let me tell you about the last time I wore a poncho, which was sometime in the early 2000s: quite unnerved by the lack of actual sleeves, I wore it once and stuffed it somewhere in my drawer after ripping it off at the end of the evening. Yes, folks, my name is This Square Peg, …
she’s back.
Is it safe to say that I'm quite happy to have my hair back? I think so. Since saying farewell to the braids a few days ago, I've re-entered the world of twist outs and Bantu knot outs, as evidenced above. Viva la petite (and growing!) fro.
Protective Styles and the Impatient Naturalista.
I can patiently wait in line for tickets to see a Broadway show. I can patiently wait in line at the grocery store. (Especially when I have literally one item and the woman in front of me has 26, even though we're in the 12 items or less lane.) I can patiently wait to meet the …
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Hair Lessons and Hair Love.
We'll go with the love first. Naturally. So I rocked Senegalese twists for the past month and a half. 'Twas a great protective style, but the feeling of taking them out and finally getting to place my hands into my scalp was divine. Since a deep--and I mean deeeep--conditioning was necessary, I headed to the …
This Square Peg. 