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Oh,
you think I wana give you tips and how to do your hair? Hahaha you’ve got to be
kidding. I have absolutely no clue. In fact, I need help with my ‘chicken scratch’
& if you call me that, imma kee you.
A lot
of crazy interesting things have been happening in my life. See, I try
to be normal. I swear, I try but these things just keep happening to me. I
think I'm nature's idea of fun. Someone must be sitting or standing up
there, pointing and laughing their ass off at my life. (God, no offense)
So this
is the story of my hair. My hair has issues. In fact, it’s always had issues. My
hair has a mind of its own and bad*ss attitude. Sometimes it grows & I'm so
shocked but I don't say nada because I don’t want to jinx it. Other times, it just
assumes that annoying “grow? Yea right *rme*” or "grow ko, grow ni mshew"
attitude. My siblings named it 'chicken scratch' because it’s used to be
scanty.
I
love my hair. It is very soft and beautiful. I just wish it would listen to me
sometimes. I am allowed to only retouch like 3ce in a year. When it's very due, I can still comb it with
ease (without profanities). And about 10 minutes of Olive regular gets it
retouched. It used to be about 5 minutes of Dark and Lovely Regular but I had
to switch because, apparently, it was too tough for my hair.
Around
this time last year, it started breaking badly after I did some Rihanna-type
style that required serious bonding. When I took the weave out, I freaked because
half (not exaggerating) of my hair went with the bonding thing. I stared in
horror as more and more hair kept falling out. I could not cry at the salon although
the lady doing my hair totally saw my despair. Knowing my hair the way I do,
what I kept thinking was: what if it never grows back? #shudders. When I told
Prim, she told me my new nickname would be baldy. So I ended up cutting my hair
really low. I
also made a mistake of telling my mom that I was thinking of going on short
dreads. Let's just say, she totally spoilt it for me. Something about “why
would you like to copy a mad person” smh for her. So after retouching, I was
advised to leave it for a few weeks to let it breathe then try matting/corn
rows for a while (didi olowo) so I got some wigs.
I
usually leave the wig in the car; 1 less thing to worry about it the morning. I
succeeded until one fateful morning when I had gotten half-way to work only to
realise my wig wasn't in the car. Long story short, I rocked that hair to work like
that o. I kid you not. Some of my male colleagues told me it was cute & my
scalp was nice so I shouldn't worry. One actually said I should do more hair
that shows my scalp cos it was sexy. #nawash. Anyways, that was that. Oh, you
want to see a picture? Alright here:
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| This is the kodak-moment hair i took to work :) |
After
several years of fasting and prayers, it’s finally stable and I’m hoping
it remains stable but I still need help. What kinda stuff do you think I can do
to my hair so it doesn’t break or recede? What can do to give it more body and strength?
Biko, help a sister out.
P.P.S:
Thank you all so much for the encouraging words and suggestions about my
friend. I really appreciate it. May God bless and keep us all.
