Last night I did absolutely nothing with my hair. When I say nothing, I mean nothing… nada… zero… zilch. I didn’t even pass my fingers through it. I just put my satin bonnet on and went to sleep. When I woke up this morning and looked in the mirror, I asked myself why I didn’t twist my hair last night, but I just put on my headband and left the house.
All day today people kept saying that my hair looked nice. Every time I saw myself in the mirror, all I could do was laugh… literally! I looked a hot mess! LOL. I could have at least fluffed it and separated the twists a little. Instead, I just let it be, but I most definitely twisted my hair tonight.
I feel like since I cut my hair, I don’t have as much to blog about. There’s no transitioning struggle, there aren’t too many different styles, I’ve kind of reached a plateau. At this point, it’s all about hair growth. Which reminds me, I wanted to make a growth chart T-shirt. Perhaps I’ll do that during this hurricane Irene weekend.