I’ve been talking about my love for writing, so I suppose I should do some actual writing. To that end, I have written 1000 words of the beginning of a story which I am going to make public, here, now. 😬
This would have seemed like an odd question a few months ago. But now I know that it’s so important to better understand my actual hair. Using the most common hair typing system, there are 4 types of hair, straight, wavy, curly and kinky. Mine is definitely in the fourth category of kinky. And I love it.
Okay, I won’t be needing the wide tooth comb, or any comb, anytime soon. I’m looking forward to when I do though! Week three and counting…I was previously talking about my routine, my old bad habits, the things I want to do going forward, the so-called rules of good hair and also the new techniques and terms that I’ve learnt. To that end, I will pick up where I left off.
I obviously fancy myself a writer a little bit as I’ve started a blog. But when I describe or sheepishly refer to myself as a writer or talk about my aspirations of writing, this is me talking about fiction. Writing about myself or my hair and my weight is pretty easy. Easy in comparison to letting people read my stories.
As you can see, I’m making some real progress here. It’s crazy that the photos I took to announce my baldness to the world, beautifully taken by my lovely husband, are now out of date. I had that look for such a short amount of time, I’m not even sure if it was worth going THAT short.
I’ve started this blog to chronicle my hair journey and the positive changes I want to make in my life. To do this, I have to write and maintain this site. So practising my writing means having to learn how to build a website. This is so much harder than I was expecting.
I guess there is no going back now! I’m not sure why it has taken me a week to fully come to that realisation but I’m here now. It’s all still looking a little bare up there but if I run my hand over my head there are short little hairs on every inch of my scalp. You can even see it from a distance. Not too far, maybe about 3 feet but there is definitely something there.
So it wasn’t all a really weird dream. I did take a razor to my head yesterday and shave all my hair off. Sh*t! To add insult to injury, today, I awoke to the first frost of the year. My cousin did say that I should probably wait to lop it all off until Spring. But stubborn me decided to stick to my arbitrary deadline and it is soooooo cold!
Laura Mvula is my first song of the month! Yay!
Hi. Yay to my first post!! Woo! Hello out there?! Anyone… So that girl above is me. First picture is me with my fro before I took the plunge. The 2nd and 3rd photo are what happened next. And in the 3rd, you can even see the shine off my now perfectly bald head, that’s how smooth I went. It’s quite an odd sensation doing a wet shave on your head. Because it means everything is gone. After months of psyching myself up for this, it’s done. I’m not disappointed. I’m feeling myself right now. Right now, I feel good,…