“Wait.” “Hold on.” “Hurry up.” I’m sure I’m not the only one who has heard these and a few more throughout their lifetime. All suggesting that there was a time where we did not want to wait for something. But what if we’ve been onto something this entire time?
About two years ago, the funniest little kid hit the Vine scene with this 7-second video and it’s been my motto ever since. I’m sure I’m not alone in saying that.
Man, it’s already April! I’m sure that’s what we are all thinking and I can’t even blame you. The year is literally flying by and what makes it worse is the mild winter we had. You’re probably thinking, “what does a mild winter have to do with anything”, right? Well, I legit feel like the change of season was so subtle that we never really got out of one and went into another. All winter long there were 60+ degree Fahrenheit weather days, which made it feel like fall was still lingering and spring was around the corner. There was no miserably cold weather to make us wish the months would go faster because it’s been overarchingly warm since last April.
In my last post I spoke about how I sometimes suck at making decision, specifically tough ones. It wasn’t until re-reading it (yes, I read my own posts) that I came up with a hypothesis as to why.
Recently I came across this article and clicked on it hoping to learn some hair tips and tricks. I had legit hope for this article only to find that 70% of the “tips” from professional hairstylists were actually pretty… unhelpful. So much so that I feel like I have to “respond” in my own post.
Here are a few things that I want professional hairstylists to know.
For those who are unaware, my hair is natural and in order to trim it, it has to be as stretched as possible. In order to stretch my hair, it heat has to be applied to it (blow-dry or flat iron). Because I am afraid of heat damage, I opt for blow drying because to gets my hair stretched enough for my stylist to find and clip dead ends. Every time I go in for a trim, which is about 2-3 times a year, I always get excited about the length of my afro, so I wear it that way for a day or two after. I am proud of my hair. I love my hair. The only reason I don’t wear an afro everyday is because it causes split ends and I want to retain as much length as possible.
Why is is that some share more with their friends than they do with their significant other? What would happen if people shared as much with their partners as they did with their good-goods? This is a bit of a spinoff of last week’s “You Can’t Handle the Truth” post. Truthfully (see what I did there?) this was something that inspired last week’s post; consider this a part two.