Mind over Matter, the Hair Knows Best

I'm seeing that my hair woes are more mind over matter. It's kind of a perfect mess today. I woke up feeling sick and so instead of taking time with my hair, I stood under the shower and concentrated on feeling better as the clock ticked on. But instead of worrying about it I just refreshed it with some water spritzing and gobs of Ecostyler raked through and tossed a hat on. I took off my hat to see that my largely unmanipulated hair did just want it wanted to do. It curled the way it wanted and was incredibly shiny and soft. Some parts frizzed and others coiled perfectly. It was screaming "leave me alone and let me do me!" for the first day since my BC, I fell in love with my hair again, kinks, curls, coils and all. Mind over matter. My mind says to mold my hair one way and that doesn't matter because my hair knows best! :-)

xoxo,

Jessy

A little Sparkle Goes a Long Way

I had some TWA anxiety; you know, will I look to androgynous with all that nearly bare scalp sort of anxiety, but its growing on me. Theres nothing that can't be girled up with a little pink lipgloss. :-)

Pass the Turkey: I Big Chopped!

The night before Thanksgiving, while women all over New York City were preseasoning Turkeys and bakign pies, I was going (near) bald.  Ok, not going bald necessarily. But I was chopping off my relaxed hair. After agonizing over it for 15 weeks, I finally let the hair go! I've had natural hair in the past with everything from braids, to dreads, to an afro, and always wound up back at a relaxer within five years or less. I never took good care of my hair and treated my natural hair like it was invinsible, flat ironing it with...dare I admit... grease. I know- shameful. I plan to do it right this time around, heat free and with natural products so that I can turn this little curly shrub into a thick, lush garden. Stay tuned. :-)

xoxo,

Jessy