Yesterday I took down my two french braids, so I could give my hair a good "scratch", I applied some of my "home made" grease (shea butter, coconut oil, and jojoba oil) and proceeded to put my hair is 4 big plats.
My son came in the kitchen, took one look at my hair and said mom you look like a "project" kid. I was almost insulted, but then I laughed realizing this is going to take my son some getting used to, so I let him slide without punching him in the mouth (LOL).
Anyway, I woke up this morning took out my plats, and OMG my hair was HUGE, not a lot of curls, just BIG. I'm standing in the mirror looking at it saying what in the world can I do with it, I gotta get to work. Well I didn't want to wet it, didn't have time to twist it, so I put two big twists on each side and out the door I went. It was not a good hair day - so I thought. Until one of my co-workers (Caucasian) walked up to me and said WOW YOUR HAIR IS BEAUTIFUL like that. I looked at her like really? She then asked the famous question - Can I touch it? We then began to have a conversation about my hair, my beautiful hair, the hair that I woke up to and did not see as so beautiful.
So I guess its true what they say: Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder.
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