I am insistent on growing my hair out. Have been for years. Finally gained some groud after almost a year of *gasp* not straightening my super curly deadlock prone hair. I have spent almost an entire year of my life looking homeless…all for the persuit of long flowing locks.
In yet, one look at Jaime King’s spread in this months Elle and I was wanting to run straight to Carlos. No not my lover, my hairdresser.
I can’t, I wont. I’m keeping my eyes on the prize.