The look on my face says it all
This is soooooo why I hate wearing my hair loose. This, I think was due to my carelessness when I was trying to take the band out.
I ended up having to just break the knots out. I was not a happy camper.
But let me back up a little. Every year, about once a year I get this urge to wear my hair in a puff. The urge comes on very suddenly and then doesn’t go away until I take all my hair down out of my braids or twists and put it up in a puff. This time I just kept seeing all these gorgeous puffs on Nappturality. And then, this past Saturday, I saw this little girl at a department store. She was about three who looked remarkably like Raven Symone when she was that age. She was soooo personable, and I ended up oogling over her puff. Her mom, who was white, admitted she really didn’t have a clue what to do with her daughter’s hair. We ended up talking for about 15 minutes or longer about her daughter’s hair, and I gave her some product recommendations and online resources that could help her take better care of her baby’s hair.
Anyhoo, that gorgeous, nappy little puff was enough to push me over the edge. That evening I promptly, and against my better judgement, took all my box braids down and without disturbing the braid pattern pulled my hair into a puff. Within hours shrinkage had taken hold and I had a gorgeous puff.
As much as I love shrinkage, it’s only a good thing when my hair is in twists. It’s not a good thing on loose hair. Now of course I know this right? Nonetheless I thought I was mentally prepared to deal with my loose hair if only for a few days out of the entire year. So I tied my hair up and for the past two days I been feelin ruff and tuff rockin my afro puff.
Me and my mom at a pumpkin carving event to raise awareness about foster care and adoption in our state. The pumpkins were put on display at the mall and then lit at a lighting ceremony Saturday evening.
I’m sooo feeling my hair in this pic, lol!
In this pic, I’m actually showing a full-length shot. Until now, I’ve never been comfortable posting pics of myself other than head shots. But since this summer, I’ve lost about 33 lbs. and am feeling a lot better about myself these days. It’s been slow go and hard going but so worth it. Just 57 more to go!
Well today, Sunday I just fluffed my puff and get out and about to enjoy my day.
Then this evening, I decided to take the band off, check for tangles and knots, do a little finger detangling and then put the band back on before tying my head up for the night.
And that’s how I ended up with that freakin knot that I had to cut out. Utter carelessness on my part. Maybe cause I really thought I was getting the band off ok and then gosh dang it, the band got tangle up in my hair. UGGGGGHHHHH!!!!! Try as I might, I just couldn’t get the knots out. Yeah I said knots as in plural. Dag. They were wicked I tell ya. I tried to gently tug individual hairs out of the knot. I got a few out but ended up just having to break the knot out.
I’ma tell ya, the prospect of having to treat my hair like this on the regular just to enjoy my hair out is more than I can handle. For those of you who do wear your hair out all the time, I just don’t know how you do it. I realized a looooong time ago I preferred protective styles over out styles and this little episode just confirmed it.
I’ma wear my puff for a few more days, and then I’ma put my hair up. Hopefully I won’t get the urge to wear a puff for a really, really, really long time!