you got all caught up and tangled in your fantasies again the same one of you wanting me your afrocentric natural wearing beauty queen but yet again your fingers ended up in places they did not understand you need to know that i never wanted this mess on top of my head i wanted it straight to the bone painted down my face past the collarbone and only the stricken voice of my mother was my hairs...

All my Different hair colours. guess what colour is next👀

Woburn Sands The Cutting Company deserves all the credit for my beautiful hair 🧡

Long, youthful  My hair used to be thick with ringlet curls falling down to just below my waist. My mother would sit me between her legs to keep from wriggling free as she brushed out tangle after tangle before bed. At school, I would flip my hair upside down and tie it up in a high ponytail like the other girls, but it was always too loose and heavy with the weight of the waves. I never minded...