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Ya girl is an idiot...

I wanted my hair cut shorter. Why? Because I get antsy when my hair is one length for a long period of time. I told Dwayne who said "Get it cut. It's just hair." He now recants that statement. So, my dumb butt decided to allow these folks to EXPERIMENT on my hair. I'm too embarrassed to take a picture of myself but it was a little like this:



I was so embarrassed during my walk home. I'm always stared at while out and about here but it was a little extra today. I sent Dwayne a text letting him know how unhappy I was. He laughed at me. When he got home to see me, he said "Yeah, you do look like a hot mess." I explained that I really needed a little positive affirmation. Tell me my eyes sparkle, my baby toe looks nice, something.

Needless to say, I will be working on my mane tonight. Tomorrow, it will be fabulous...I hope. If not, somebody please tell Brandye I might need to fly her out here for a quick trip.

Oh yeah, I also found my first gray hair. I was a little excited because I think gray hair is so pretty. I might not be excited when my gray hair moves her cousins into my head.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Bridgette, you are a beautiful person inside and out (positive affirmation). I look forward to seeing your hair. It cannot be that bad. Even if it is, act like it is not. When you have confidence with whatever you have most people like whatever it is.

Red
Anonymous said…
Well, I'm sure it isn't as bad you think (it never is with us women). But we all understand the relationship between black women and their hair. :)

Ayana

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