So the blog has taken aback seat to my procrastinating ways. I feel like I’m not making much progress but luckily you guys have been sticking with and still reading. Thank you very much! I haven’t got my newsletter sorted yet (but you can subscribe here, please don’t hold your breath until it comes…), I haven’t actually written a post in like a month but thankfully my hair is till growing strong.
Old pic. Old problem. New me? I’m on one of those healthy living kicks again. I’ve no idea why I keep putting myself through this. Oh yea because I’m unhealthy. I eat crap, I feel crap and I just want to do better. Be better.
I’m someone who generally keeps my cards close to my chest. There are people that have known me for years and as much as they may know my personality, I don’t know if they know me. That’s 100% down to me. I only let people in so much and carefully answer their questions. I’m trying to be more open but I don’t know if that’s working. In a way, that is what this blog and my other blog are for. However, I don’t really want to be a mystery to my kids, of all the people in the world. They…
Nope. Not now. Not yet. Maybe tomorrow.
LINK TO THE VIDEO There aren’t that many black people in alternative music. We almost always get pigeonholed into hip hop, RnB, reggae etc. and as much as I love all those styles and that was what I was brought up on, I love most styles of music. I can’t quite get with Trance or Death Metal but pretty much everything in between I can appreciate for what it is.
New year, new you, new hair! Why not?
I always looked at people with curly hair like my kids have and thought, damn, they’ve got it easy. Detangling with those loose curls is a breeze compared to my coarse, Brillo pad hair. My mother was the first person to make the Brillo pad comment and it has stuck. I am scarred.
It’s funny when I look at my kids, I find it hard to see any resemblance. It’s something, that if I’m completely honest, I struggle with. Most parents look like their kids. But I can’t see myself in them at all. That’s not completely true, there are fleeting moments when I see it. If I hadn’t birthed them myself, I don’t think I’d believe those gorgeous little monsters were mine. So when my daughter comes to me and says she wants colour in her hair like Mummy, how could I say no?
Have you heard of EDEN BodyWorks before? The first time I remember coming across them was in a picture of Farouk James surrounded by their products. And I thought wow! If those products contributed even just 1% to how amazing his hair looks, then surely in the quest of finding my Holy Grail products, they were worth a go!
No bulls**t here, I just want everyone to be happier. I know, I specifically said no more happy clappy BS!I would love to say I want everyone to be happy but until there is a massive cultural shift, we’ll never be content. We want this, we want that, we want more, we want better. And while that idea is aspirational (marketing companies depend on it), it’s also destructive. There’s no shame in yearning for more and wanting to be better. It’s what drives most of us to get on with life. It’s what gets me up in the mornings knowing that…