The straight stringyyy ends fraustrated me on a daily basis. So ya girl woke up one Saturday morning , got dressed and headed to Arima into the barber's chair. Twenty minutes later voilaaaa. I'm walking down the stairs feeling ten pounds lighter. I felt sooooo liberated, I was just smiling on my journey home. Lorsh, my kids thought I was crazy when I walked in the door. I rocked my bald head for a couple of days until I decided I'll be a blondie!!! I've been a blondie ever since with no regrets, no worries on what to do with my head on mornings.
Well ya girl walked into a store to try on some wigs as I didn't know what else to do with my hair. First wig made me look like I was wearing a scooter helmet๐. I eventually found one that suited me because combing my hair wasn't an option anymore. I was literally fed up. I clipped off the relaxed ends and rocked the hell out of my wig. I totally slayed it. Lols. But then, the big decision came. To chop or not to chop, and boy was I scared. I took a whole two days contemplating what to do. Guess what I did. Yup !!! off it came ๐
I wish I was brave enough to cut off my hair and just start all over...
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