Please say a silent prayer for me. I’m getting my first haircut in four years on Wednesday afternoon. I’ve been trimming it myself and it’s time to actually get a style. The last two haircuts I got left me looking like the love child of Eddie Murphy and Grace Jones. I have been sworn to upside down from my friend Kristy that her stylist knows, cuts, loves and respects natural hair. I have been promised that I will not be told how cute I would be with my hair relaxed or blown out and secretly sabotaged with Derk Jeter’s haircut. The last cut was so bad, I actually went to the barber the next day and told him to take what was left of it off.
Positive thoughts people. Positive thoughts!