Looking Into My Future

Life has brought me obstacles but with my faith coupled with diligence I have overcome it...watch me win!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Why I Hardly Ever Straighten....

So everyone wants me to straighten my hair.  I guess to see how long it really is or hairdressers that want my $ but dont have the skill set to do anything other than that....who knows. See this picture?  That is magnified heat damaged hair.  No ma'am! I dont want my hair to look remotely like that.  Most of you call this "trained" hair....its not trained its DESTROYED!    I went natural to indulge and appreciate my natural curls and so that I wouldn't be scared to sweat.  No matter what your hairdresser tells you or what you saw on your favorite YouTube video...your texture does not return back...

Monday, November 14, 2011

Curly = Pretty?

So this is my hair...  I dont know what type it is....some say 3c others 4a...needless to say I DON'T CARE!  Lets just say that I hear a phrase along this line everyday.... "You have that pretty hair"OR my favorite "I would go natural if my hair was like yours" WHAT DOES THAT MEAN!?! So because my hair is curly...it makes it pretty as opposed to her hair?   This is from people of color mind you... When are we going to just embrace who we are as a people?   What exactly makes my hair "good" and another person's bad?  If your assumption (which is the lowest form of knowledge mind you) is...

I was on the RADIO!!! LetThemTalk

I was on this internet radio show!  The topic was "Number of Sex Partners & New Relationship".  Very interesting show.... Listen to internet radio with letthemtalk on Blog Talk Ra...

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Metamorphosis

Just a little something...God gave me... Its for someone...its not testimonial...but meaningful nonetheless  Metamorphosis So the story begins... Shattered torn and so much confusion within... Why am I not pretty enough, why am I not thin enough Thick enough... Why am I not enough! He left me and then he left me so I tried her She promised that she was different...she would make me secure. But I failed to realize that with every decision I was becoming a poster child for the enemy’s brochure. Man... How could I be so foolish... To think that I could win in life doing this... It started with my daddy... He hardly came home... Only to fight with mama And to touch me in places that were wrong... That’s when I knew that I was ugly and that I didn’t deserve...

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