"so, how you gonna wear it?"

Lol. I don't know how many times my family is going to ask me this question, but for the last time...I just DON'T know. I've never rocked my hair natural before so I'm just getting into the swing of things. I'm STILL a lacking just a little confidence with my decision to do the "bc". SOOO, THIS


is how I'm rocking it until it gets a little longer. Yes, a wig. Not bad, but just not good...

Friday was my first day of work and to say the least my head was burning up and sweating like no other. That's the only problem with this. But I can pull it off for a while, no problem. But I'm getting a little tired of the routine. My day would be so much easier if I could find the confidence to walk out of the house without this on...

Btw...If you're wondering why this picture is the only one I'm showing my face in...is because this is one of my more "prettier" pictures. lol. Don't worry the other pic ARE me. I am not an impostor.

progressing...short little post

Okay so it's been 6 days (almost a week) since the BC. I guess you can say that it's grown just A LITTLE. I dont see anything, but I've been keeping it moisturized and untangled and so on and so forth...I'm feeling more and more confident about my decision to make this transition. I just wish I had the confidence to rock it...

Testing new products!

ugh.

So I knew this time would come...the time where the feeling of remorse becomes a little overbearing. So I know I should just be doing this for me...but the thought of what other people are thinking of my hair keeps coming over me. Especially since this past year I've never really had to waste mind space thinking about it because my hair has been perfect thus far. Main reason? MEN. I love me some men...and men love them some hair. Unfortunately. But men are, or atleast should be, the least of my worries. Also, this BC (big cut) just adds to the list of my many insecurities. My teeth, my under bite, my chubby face, the road map my son left behind, some tattoos I wish I could remove, my discolored skin due to high levels of hormones in birth control. Really the list could go on & on if I just sat in the mirror and studied a little bit longer but if I look at myself too long, I start to feel disappointed. Not only is this journey about my hair, but it is also about my mind, body and spirit. As crazy as it may sound, and I know I sound crazy. I'm just not all the way there mentally. If I'm going to be healthy I have to be healthy in all aspects of my life, not just my hair.

Luckily I have a wig that looks just like my original hair until I start to feel comfortable. The next best thing is micros because Im not too crazy about wigs...especially at my age.

Only one is guaranteed.

Okay so I know that "they" say that a well balanced diet is best to make hair grow BUT, although that is true, it doesn't hurt to give your follicles the push they need to grow faster and stronger. I have tried two different vitamins.


The first picture are the very first hair growth vitamins I had tried. They Work VERY well and are guaranteed to help your hair grow at a faster rate and also helps minimize breakage and help it grow stronger. One bottle is a month supply (if taken twice daily with breakfast and dinner) and costs about 20 something dollars after you add up tax and shipping & handling. After I got through half the bottle which is 2 weeks, more or less, my hair had about an inch of growth. Ha ha, and then I couldn't resist getting the new growth relaxed (one of my many tries to go natural). I definitely recommend these. You'll get hooked.

The vitamins in the bottom pic I had purchased from GNC after I couldn't afford to buy the more expensive ones. They were horrible. My nails started breaking off and my hair started to shed more than ever. I guess you could say it started falling out. But the vitamins were on sale and I am not opposed to trying new things. Well, nothing more to say about these except for...thumbs down.

But now I am back to the vitamins I was originally taking to help me through the transitioning to natural. This time I bought a 3 month supply which altogether was somewhere near 67 dollars after tax and shipping & handling.

HERE is where you can order these.

New beginnings.

I never have blogged. Mainly because I have never had anything to really talk about, and I didn't want to bore anybody, ha ha. But now I do, and it's about this well needed journey within myself. It all starts with my hair. Yes, my hair. Seems rather mediocre, but to me, my hair is so much more. Now THIS was my hair then....
Nice right? NOT. Ever since I can remember I've been getting my hair chemically processed. I have also been through braids, hair weaves and the likes. The above picture was taken right after I had gotten my hair chemically lightened and dyed red. It is also relaxed, something I started trying to do myself...one of the biggest mistakes I have EVER made, DOUBLE PROCESSING. It all started off great and I loved it but then the trouble came. I would run my finger through my hair and It would come out...in strands, literally. That started happening around July and here it is November and I have MULTIPLE short spots, breakage, and it is just beyond weak. I was very upset because the past year I had been growing my hair out and was set on the fact that because it was long, it was healthy. Not the case at all. So Yesterday I did THIS... after I had washed it and enjoyed watching it fall out while I did so. Yes, I cut it. After a year of hard work growing it and numerous amounts of times trying to "grow out" my relaxer, I finally cut it. I set my pride aside, set aside any thoughts that would destruct me from the path that I finally decided to take, set aside hat I thought others would think of my choice and I did it. My first reaction? To say I was in disbelief was an understatement. I've had my hair short many different times but to think I would sit in the bathroom and take a pair of scissors and clippers to it myself...left me in total disbelief. I love my hair. It's the only thing I feel in my life that I can manage on my own.

Now do I wear a wig? Do I get it braided? Or do I just lay in the bed I made for myself and not give a care and just walk out in public like this? I mean sure, I went to Wal-mart, but that hardly counts because I see many fashion disasters walking through this store. Of course this is going to take some getting used to, but I'm excited about the journey and the overall outcome more than anything else. Even though I've never been the one that you can call patient, ha ha. But this is the beginning for me and my hair. Like I have just been born again. A great, healthy journey to come. A new journey that stems off of a really bad break-up I had to go through with the father of my child earlier this year and years and years of battling myself trying to figure out what I should do with this hair. A journey that starts right here with this very first blog entry :)