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Showing posts from December, 2016

The Fluff

For the last 3 years or so, I've shaved my head at least twice a week.  It's my style.  I like it.  The ladies like it and I'm pretty sure it's in my NSA profile picture.  But every few years, I decide to grow my hair out.

I done gone and tried it again. I have about a half of a half of a half an inch.  It's just enough to let me know I'm not going bald yet.  Also, it it is long enough to brush which reminded me that I don't even have a hair brush.

That realization made me realize something else: I have no idea how to treat my hair.  Like I said, I've had hair before.  Fade to cesar to twisties to fro, I've seen it all.  I've even made it to cornrows.  The thing is, I always find my way back home.  One of the main factors is that I have no idea what to do with hair.

I am 36 years old, and I have literally never bought shampoo.  I've bought sunscreen.  I've bought a wedding ring.  Shit, I've bought tampons with a straight face on seve…