August 12, 2013 was my last perm. My obsession with slicked edges and bone straight hair in the 2000 era quickly ended when the creamy crack made my edges wither away.
I let it grow, back to the texture I had as a child, 4c, tightly coiled.
Edges are growing in because of castor oil, thick, full, hair, that's mine.
But I choose to protect it, behind weaves and wigs. Am I ashamed? no, do I have time to style it? no.
Am I less natural? no. Am I expressing myself, yes.
Hair is my favorite accessory, real or not.
Let me be