I love a good underrated project and this Monday my cubicle is filled with the sound of KING.  If you love good music like I do, take a listen at this then add it to your playlists.

I need to follow them on social media.  This sounds like a show I need to experience.  A shame I always have to find about the good music by accident.  Either way, I find it.  🙂

Let me know what you think!

The #HealthyHairJourney is one of the most recognized tags in the world, right now. Everyone is embracing their natural hair or at least acknowledging those who have made the choice to take this journey.  Earlier this year I celebrated my 13th-year relaxer free and 3rd year with limited heat.  I’ve come to a very tricky fork in the road and the jury is still out with the verdict.

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Start of the year, my hair was booming.  Here it is after wash day in a flat twist. I noticed it was getting thicker and longer.  No one had touched my hair since the cut I received in November.  It was thriving and I was getting more excited about my next straightening and trim.  Time got away from me and I felt I needed to hold on a little while longer to retain a few more inches.  So, I decided to get some braids.

These felt comfortable.  The 1st set of braids I kept for 3 weeks.  On the next try, I called in the swift professionals at one of the local African braid shops.  Morning after morning, I jumped up, got ready for work and made sure my scalp was oiled.  I hadn’t had braids in a long time and I thought this would be the break I would need this year.  This had to be the best protective style for me.  My classic wig was starting to frustrate me – only because of its synthetic composition and the limited availability around town.  In addition, during this time I discover my hair is officially BLACK in color.  Not the same 1B it’s been my entire life.  The 2nd set lasted for 6 weeks.  I knew I needed to give my hair a break from this pulling of the braids.  This was my hair after removal.  I was in love.

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I did a YouTube search to find alternative protective hair styles to reduce the stress on my strands.  With an extra pack of braid hair on standby, I pulled off a high bun (but I didn’t get a picture).  I wore that for about a week but something wasn’t right with my hair.  It wasn’t performing as trained.  It felt harsh but I wasn’t plucking the knots anymore.  I knew I needed to get it trimmed.  Two flat twists with braid hair bought me a little more time.

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A subsequent wash day displayed some disturbing news.  I found several patches of hair in my head that were the length of my pinky finger.  WTF!?  When did this happen?  There were areas of my mane that are touching my chest, neck, and chin.  My heart and spirit sank – NOT AGAIN.  Let’s add this to the mix, I stopped taking the vitamins.  I was under the impression they were the cause of an acne breakout on my face.  I had no motivation to continue taking them.  I started to look into a salon near me to assist in getting my hair diagnosed.  My frustration with the possibilities was getting the best of me.  I conceded to the defeat with more flat twists and the shit still wasn’t feeling right.

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Can you see the difference from the beginning of the year?  I’ll answer for you – YES!  Even if you can’t just act like you can.  🙂  By the time of this picture, I had an appointment to get this shit resolved and see the true damages.  Let me just tell you – I had a severe breakdown when I saw it up close.  The hair was gorgeous in some areas and look like a rat had been chewing on it in others.  I held the tears back but I knew what needed to be done.  The truth of the matter is; I’d rather have healthy hair over long hair.  I ran my fingers through my tresses one last time and in one stoic breath I said: “cut it.”

img_1120Now, I’m back to the drawing board.  I’m not completely warmed up to this idea of entering salon life, again.  In this first week, has been so conflicting.  I miss my coils, curls, and the fullness of my hair in its natural state.  However, on the other hand, I like running my fingers and feeling the wind blow through it.  The compliments have helped immensely.  I hate this happened but I’m glad I’m strong enough to know when to let go.  More than anything else – I still had my edges!

I know what my signature look is and I’m going to achieve it.  The vitamins may get thrown back into the mix.  It looks like I need to go back to my old ways – mixing my hair products and staying on schedule.  Another old friend will be making a few appearances. Can you guess who it might be?  I know it’s just hair to some of you – to me, it’s another accessory to set your look apart from the rest.  Staying focused is the name of the game.  The rules might change but who’s going to judge me.  This one head of hair is a small portion of my own happiness – I don’t care what India Arie says.  LOL 😉

 

 

 

Every couple of years a product hits the market that promises great results and financial growth.  You remember Noni juice, Body Magic, Mary Kay and Amway. I might be aging myself but these were companies that kept personal selling alive.  On my hair journey, I had researched all the supplements for hair growth.  I decided to give It Works a shot after hearing a few reviews about the limited to no side effects from taking the vitamin.

On New Year’s Day, I purchased a one month supply of the Hair Skin Nail vitamins.  The shipment seemed to take longer than expected but I took into account that I placed my order on a holiday weekend.  After my order was released from a hostage situation in the leasing office, I started me supplements on the 15th of January.  I was pleasantly surprised by the packaging.  (While I’m writing this, I’m sure there is another shipment being held in the leasing office. #MajorSideEye)

The vitamins are a pretty decent size.  I don’t have a problem with ingesting pills.  The problem I do have is taking them daily.  The instruction require you to take 2 a day with plenty of water.  I’ve been managing to stay the course.  All for the opportunity to create a gorgeous halo braid with my natural hair.  Another bonus, they DO NOT smell like vitamins.  Y’all know what I’m talking about – that almost medicinal yet herbal smell.  They feature a minty aroma which is somewhat inviting.  This has helped me immensely.

This is a close up of the ingredients contains in the supplements.  Recognize any familiar components from your healthy hair journey studies.  Trust me they’re all here.  Over these past few weeks, I have not experienced any breakouts on my skin.  In addition, some hyper-pigmentation I was experiencing on my face is healing faster than expected.

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Supplements were the last thing on the list of things to promote greater length retention and growth.  I’ve already been on this journey for almost 3 years.  Even before the setback, I wasn’t where I should have been in terms of length.  However, I’d rather have healthier hair than longer hair.  Please don’t hold your breath waiting for me to post a picture of my current hair length.  I didn’t take one.  There are several reasons why I didn’t.

  • I haven’t straightened my hair since November 2015.
  • I didn’t want to become consumed with measuring the results.
  • I wanted to be surprised by the results at the end of my 90 days.
  • I have a difficult time taking proper images of my hair.
  • Plus, I know how damaging those images can be for the another person on the journey.

In reference to my last reason, I feel that sometime progress images can be more harmful than good.  I understand they are meant to be motivating.  Some people like to see the results of remaining on this journey.  There have been times when I have wanted to call it quits because my hair is growing slower than others.  So once I finish the 90 day supply, I will show you my results.  Let me know if you’re interested and smile.

 

 

 

My home is mine.  I’ve never shared a space with a male outside of my kid on a permanent basis.  This is due to this brain of mine having several reoccurring queries.  Can you ever share your space with someone?  Do you truly want to be married?  Within three months of 2015, I had my answers.

I’ll never forget the day, I was at work and I received the call requesting me to come down and talk to him.  As always, I hopped on that elevator and went down for what had become regular for us due to my late schedule.  He suffered a tragedy that displaced him and wanted to know if he could stay with me.  Of course I said yes, I wasn’t going to leave him in his uncomfortable state.  After getting off work, stopping at the store and laundromat I came home to the man I love.  The following morning, there were things to be done, places to go and we got up and to it.  This included looking for a place and making space for his things.  He also remedied a concern I was having with the tub and our 1st 24 hours wasn’t even up.

Over the next couple months, I grew to enjoy having him there.  Talking into the night. Having him there to talk with the young man while I was at work.  For a little while I didn’t need to double back home to get his food prepared for dinner.  It was either already prepared or he went to get them something to eat.  I became the woman I know I was meant to be – the lady of the house. As much as I was luxuriated in this moment, I knew it would come to an end.  In preparation for this moment, we had time when we would be apart.  I think this helped me and the boy more than anything.  It allowed us to be together like we had been all this time without any additional parties.  However, one day The Kid asked for him and I told him he wasn’t coming – I still don’t want to believe his face looked sad but it certainly changed.

The final days came and he took me to his new place.  It was beautiful and I was happy for him.  I helped him get his things together in his new home and from mine (which he didn’t remove all).  Moreover, over the next couple weeks when I pulled in from work – it felt as if the wind had been knocked out of me because his vehicle wasn’t there.  He wasn’t there to open his eyes as I got in bed to say, “how was your day?”  The Kid had picked up his television viewing schedule and Martin would be on as I walked through the door.  It was on one of my night conversations with The Kid that I expressed – I missed him.  He told me, I should tell him.  I never did.  I felt it was pointless because I was spending so much time with him – how could I miss him.  I missed him being here.

The answer to my internal questions has been reached.  Can you ever share your space with someone – yes.  Do you truly want to be married – yes.  As I close on my 35th year of life, I finally have the answers that some women know for their whole life.  I truly appreciated this experience and I’m patiently waiting for my life to move to the next chapter.

I’m pretty organized.  Every morning I’m up early – running through the things I mentally noted that I needed to take care of.  Somehow, I manage to stop at least once a day to concentrate on what I was “suppose” to do.  On occasion, I remember whatever it is and other times it comes to me as I lay me head on the pillow.  I’m not proclaiming that I’m forgetful but I will acknowledge when change is needed.  I was determined to get my schedule in in check and become more productive.

I purchased a daily planner from target the beginning of the year.  Things were on track but I didn’t have enough space to write down what I needed.  So, I only used the monthly view pages, which allowed me to see when I was doing things.  I needed more!  A colleague (HA! – I said colleague) of mine had shown me her Day Designer Planner early this year and I never forgot it.  So I thought maybe this is something I need to invest in.  Needless to say, I kept going with my poor method and wasn’t maximizing my day.  In this new position, I realized that I had to get some order in my schedule.  I was on the hunt.  I liked the Day Designer but it wasn’t me.  I went to my homie, YouTube for answers.  Through a few comparison reviews and unboxings, I found the one for me in the eRiN Conderen brand.


Here it is!  Isn’t it lovely?  If you would like to hear the details of the order and features included, please follow me on Periscope @stoical127 for the live review.  Why I chose to go with this company?  I like the customization options because I don’t want to walk around with the same planner as everyone else. That’s just one of my quirks.  The colors were bright and changed throughout the year in the planner. There are motivation quotes, sufficient space to write and the little welcome pouch was a nice way to get you to try out other products.  So I ordered the planner after I finally decided how I was going to decorate my work space.  I decided on the Cynthia Rowley Floral office collection to breathe a little life into my cube of beige.

After some very stiff competition, I went with my favorite shade of blue in navy surrounded by flowers and we know how much I love flowers.  In an upcoming post I’ll show you how I decorated everything.  There are still things to hang on the wall.  You all know decorating takes time.  It’s never as easy as HGTV will have you to believe.  Is it wrong for me to want a chic chair or should I hold of until I get my library?  😉  I’ll be looking forward to your feedback in the comments.

Other reasons why I went with this I like the layout. It allows me to break my day up into 3 sections that are important to me and provide room for changes.  I’m not taking about morning, noon and night.  My days consists of fitness, work and evenings.  I’ll have some pictures after I set it up for you to have a peek into my daily life.  Another unconventional criterion was the CEO‘s energy.  She put a face to and voice to the products.  I felt she understood what some of us busy people feel. We want to take care of everything but feel there’s NEVER enough time in a day.  Some people wouldn’t have cared that she made those YouTube videos but it mattered to me.

I’m in love and have picked up quite a few tips on how I can make planning fun and personal for me.  The cover is my very own (check my IG: @bmisunderstood) picture and the cover can be switched out with another.  This is awesome for me because I like to change things up from time to time and like the idea that I never have to lose my cover because it’s time for a new planner.

I’ll keep you updated on how everything progresses through the year and if this method works for me as well.  🙂

I really don’t know how long this “natural hair journey” is going to last.  The first big chop took place April 2, 2013 and I was making good progress.  A pretty good balance was created between protective styles and heat.  However, I developed a pretty nasty habit and it has been frowned upon.  After my appointment had to be cancelled, I had to figure out another plan. The results are bittersweet.  Stay around for the deets.

Let me start by saying, the time and effort that goes into natural hair care is underrated and appreciated.  These last few weeks have proven to be more stressful than any other week in my journey.  Every morning I’m brushing, twisting, fluffing, blending and styling to look presentable.  When I get home I’m thinking of a way to style it so I won’t have to manipulate it in the morning.  If the Mista wants to have a little QT, I’m out the game.  This whole routine had become very stressful to me.  Not to mention my almost non-existent wash days.  I’m up for work then out until the evening.  The domestic chores I need to complete are done during this time.  Then with extreme pleasure I head off to the football field for the games on Saturday.  On the seventh day, she rested and tries to get things together for the coming week.  Can you find the room for the detangling, pre-pooing, shampoo, condition, deep condition and style?  Right!  I couldn’t either.  I will honestly say that this journey has become very frustrating to me.  I wanted to do something about it and check the health of my hair.  You’ve seen the pictures of my hair over the year – it’s been growing.  It was time for someone to confirm the visual professionally.

I reached out to the 1st stylist to set up an appointment on a day I was planning to treat myself to a day of beauty.  She responded with her regrets due to travel.  Then I scheduled services with another stylist that I trust.  As we get closer to the day, I receive a text requesting I select another time due to an unforeseen event in their lives.  If I reschedule, I’m not going to do it at all.  Once I have my mind set on something, it’s either yay or nay.  I cancelled my appointment and was on the hunt for someone with education and availability.  I was recommended to a young woman in the Metro Detroit area that was familiar with the healthy hair practices. With faith the size of a mustard seed, I awaited for my appointment.

The location was nicely tucked away and welcoming.  I described my practices and the things I was interested in with my hair.  She talked with me about the products she was using on my hair and educated me on some of the things I have learned.  What I didn’t have much stomach for was her up sell of my need for a stylist on a regular basis, the phone conversations held while completing my hair and the amount of time used to complete the appointment.  The highest offense I took was her disparaging tone with regard to the education some of us naturalistas have adhered to on our journey.  Yes, all of these practices may not work to the favor and glory of everybody but they have guided and taught so many of us along the way.  Yes, my hair wasn’t in it’s best shape and I hadn’t retained as much lengthy as possible but I did grow my hair to collar bone length with no help.  I held my tongue and allowed her to do what I came for.  Wait, let me not forget how she talked down on the products I was using at home.  I knew in that chair I would never come back to this shop again.  Leaving crossed my mind several times but I was committed to the plan I created for the day.  She commenced to straighten my hair and it had grown tremendously.  I could have been prude and just figured it out for myself but I knew I needed to do this.  I had some problem areas and I needed her to resolve them.  She offered me a suggestion for Manetabolism.  I’ve never taken a vitamin for my hair but it’s worth a shot.  Let me give you the final diagnosis on my hair from the good doctor.

Even though my hair had grown substantially, I have been snapping the knots, split ends and being very rough with my mane.  It was discovered that there were multiple area of my hair where some strands were long and others were shorter in length.  She told me it may be “nervous energy” and you all know I had a lot going on over the past few months.  So she may have hit that disorder on the head and I told her to cut.  I’ve never been afraid of cutting my hair.  There’s another idea brewing in my head to retain as much length as I can in the next year.  Thant’s why I’m calling this BC #2.  Here are the final results.

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Does it look like mom hair?  I like it but I miss my fluffy 3c-4a hair.  The feeling of the wind blowing through my hair and wrapping it up every night brought back some old memories. I’m going to stretch this until Thanksgiving and then I’m getting back on the wagon.  After I straighten my hair I’m always worried about it not reverting to it’s natural state.  It’s so soft!  I refuse to fall in love with this because I can’t wait to see is all curled up.  Speaking of curls… those Lee beauty supply stores are only good for 3 things to me:

I was going to say 4 and add my wig but I just found some amazing placed to purchase from online.  Which I just ordered because I will need it in the off season coming up!  I didn’t even mention her “don’t wear wigs everyday” spill.  I think that’s what keeps my hands out of my hair most.  Anyway, I went and picked up some new flexi-rods because my sister lost the other set I owned.  In addition, I got some smaller perm rods for the shorter hair in the back and can’t wait to style it.  So, if you asked me if I like the cut?  I’ll tell you, yes, only because I’m thinking of every imaginable style I can recreate.


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I’ll post some style photos as I have a little fun.  The point of it all.  I’m still on the journey, experienced a setback but I’m positive it’s in prep for my comeback. 😉 Keep smiling!


The autumn winds have been a welcomed event and I’m going to bring you up to speed.  I’ve adjusted, recognized and featured on The Edge.  When I’m away from you there’s traditionally a great deal going on.  It’s only been a little over a month yet I don’t know where to start.  Bare with me if I start rambling but something tells me you won’t leave until I get to the end of the story.  Let’s get right into this leg of the journey.

At the end of September, I got a call on my desk phone.  It was the recruiter about the job I interviewed for a few weeks prior.  While holding back my excitement and a few gratuitous tears, I was offered the position and I accepted.  It seemed like things were starting to look a lot better in this very moment.  I couldn’t tell anyone because the process wasn’t complete.  It was hard trying to hold it in but I had to tell my day 1 friends that started at this company with me.  On October 5th, I was transferred to my new workstation and gained a new perspective of the company I was hired into.  Over the pass few weeks, I’ve been trying to get my area in order and adjust to my new responsibilities.  The 1st week was the hardest because I kinda missed tweeting at customers but as time went on I recognized it was time for me to do something different.

Meanwhile, during this time the Mista requested some time alone and I really didn’t know how to process this.  Why would he need time away from me?  What could I have done wrong?  So many questions were running through my head but I had to remember something that I determined earlier this year.  As long as we follow our own rules, who can can judge us if we fail.  The questions ceased and I went on enjoying this time in my life and getting reacquainted with my “me time.”  I like the time I have with myself.  Some time ago, I resolved I would probably never get married and started becoming comfortable with that.  Of course I’ve considered it since being with him but I can’t let go of the idea that it may not happen.  After a solid month, we reconnected on our own terms.

I haven’t mentioned the FOOTBALL!  That’s right if you follow me on Instagram (@bmisunderstood) you already know the kid plays for the Martin Luther King Jr. Senior High School varsity team. We’re still enjoying an #undefeated season after the controversy.  Some of you got the story from my Periscope and the news. Check it out.

http://www.clickondetroit.com/news/students-parents-pack-meeting-to-overturn-detroit-king-forfeit/35935402

Division 1 Champions

The decision was overturned with suspensions of players involved and we went on to get the W against Cass Tech at Ford Field.  Last week we defeated U of D Jesuit and are scheduled to play Wyandotte this weekend.  This has been an exciting season and I’d like to think it’s destiny.  If you all remember, the kid use to wear the number 19 when he played for the West Side Steelers in PAL.  He holds number 80.  We both observed the relation on the day he got his number. 19 – 80, the year I was born.  I’ve been to every game and with this photo in my back pocket.

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I’ll keep you posted on our results.  LET’S GO CRUSADERS!!!

In the background, the kid went to the homecoming in a throwback look from the 90s.  This picture does him no justice.  He wore a Coogi sweater, Levi’s and Clark’s wallabees. I didn’t even have to argue with him about it this year.  However, I did call my friend, Marv Neal, to give light on the significance of the Clark’s (thanks 😉 for the assist).  So, I think he’s growing up a bit.  True to my thrifty heart, I purchased the sweater on eBay.  Let’s give acknowledgement to the high top fade or Bart Simpson as the NEW kids call it.  I think he looked rather nice.

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A doctor’s visit for my annual exam deemed unnecessary until they told me I have a Vitamin D deficiency.  How the hell do you get that?  Here’s what I found may have been my cause:

Researchers have also noted that vitamin D deficiency is prevalent in adults of all ages who always wear sun protection (which blocks vitamin D production) or limit their outdoor activities.1 People with increased skin pigmentation (such as those whose ancestors are from Africa, the Middle East, or India) are also at risk, as are the elderly.

Let me also include that my normal dairy intake is not what it use to be considering I’m not as local to the products I trust from Meijer.  So they gave me a prescription and I’ve started to make that journey to purchase the groceries I love which can assist me in turning this thing around.  Don’t worry about me, I’ll be just fine.  Other than that, I’m healthy as can be and headed back to the gym.  Yes, we’ve been through this gym break-ation (Comes from my new addiction to Wendy Williams, lol) before.  However, I never internalized the importance of the gym in my life.  Working out helps my attitude about myself and it’s helps me release tension.  My body feels like I was in one helluva fight after the first couple days but I’m determined to stick with it.

This will require a whole post of its own but I wanted to be let you all know.  This natural thing is almost at the end of my rope.  My mindset – I’m fidgeting with this hair everyday, back and forth with the idea of a sew-in and do not want to damage it.  It’s getting very exhausting and I need a change.  Yes, I’m coming up to year 3 of the 4 year promise. At this time though, I’m over it.  I’ve made an appointment for next Friday with Maya Mitchell and will follow-up on what happened.

I believe those are all the highlights.  If I think of anything else you should know, I’ll be sure to inform you. At any rate, I hope you all are well and smiling! 🙂

According to my post, The Pledge of 2015, everything is moving as planned there is only one that slipping away. Moreover, I have time to correct that one.  In the mean while, we must begin embracing this fall weather that is upon us.  This is not my favorite season but it ushers in the “Most Wonderful Time of the Year.”  I’m getting excited just thinking about it.  Let me not get ahead of myself.  Here are the essential items I have tracked down for MY wardrobe.

I’ve been sitting here all summer looking for one of these hats in prep for the cooler months.  In a last-ditch effort to secure one before they are all gone, I found one that meet my specifications.  There is still a need for one of the featuring the floppy brim, but we’ll handle one chapeau at a time.  This whole finishing the look thing is starting to grow on me.  Hats are always a good move for me – great for semi-bad hair days.

ASOS Matador Felt Hat

Wide leg trousers have been a love of mine for years.  I know this isn’t the ideal garment for a small frame woman.  Yeah yeah yeah – I still like ’em.  If you know where I could snag a cool pair, let me know.  This image is strictly for reference.  They need to be above the naval and wide.  I see the look in my head and can’t wait to hit these crazy Detroit streets in them.

High Waist Crepe Wide Leg Trousers

Something tells me in my heart of hearts that I’ve had a cape and really didn’t know what it was until it was gone.  Hell, I don’t even remember it.  THIS as my cousin would say is as good as GOT.  This piece screams personality, sophistication and undeniable style – don’t that sound like me.  I like the idea of the black but if I discover an ecru or camel colored one.  Lord, please still my heart every time I want to wear it.

WOOL BLAZER CAPE BLACK

The is no fall, spring, winter or summer for that matter that doesn’t require Timbs.  It’s beyond a cultural thing.  These are the new Air Force 1s.  They can turn any look on its head and change the game up.  Try a nice floral dress featuring beautiful makeup or distressed denim accompanied by the infamous white tank and these hoofers.  I don’t know about you but I like the sound of it.  I ruined my last and a new pair is an obligation.  It’s that unexpected piece in any woman’s wardrobe, that isn’t working in manufacturing or construction.

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The 90s was a great time!  Baggy clothes, plaid and dark lip liner.  Who could forget the golden age?  NOBODY!  I remember owning a hunter green bodysuit that displayed my lady lumps perfectly.  Well, they’re back and I’m jumping back on the saddle.  The designs are fresh and the curves of my womanhood fit perfectly in place.  Being more confident in my body and skin is going to make for a better experience in 2015 and beyond.

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Your list might be different and mine might grow some more.  That doesn’t change the fact that I need to pick these couple of garments up to add to my collection.  Whatever you do within the last few months of the year, make sure it’s Beau Miss

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I know every woman has a thing for dancing while they are in a good mood and getting dressed to go out.  This blog does no justice in expressing my love of music.  Every now and then there’s a song that just requires me to move.  So when I’m about to get ready to go out for the evening, generally hit my glorified radio to provide the soundtrack.  I’ll say this!  I don’t know how this little tune got pass me but… I be bouncing all around getting myself together listening to this.  This happens to be Usher’s 3rd official tune to be in heavy rotation in my life.  The others were “Caught Up and I think you can guess!”

Smile, dance a little and REPEAT!!!  🙂

My hair… What can I say about my hair?  It’s grown, healthy and as frustrating as ever but I’m not aborting my natural hair growth mission.  I’m still trying out styles and wearing my infamous wig.  Here’s an update on everything that’s been going on with my hair through the eyes of my iPhone. 🙂

   
    
    
    
 

  
I’ve went through a multitude of hair styles in the last six months.  My ends have been trimmed and healthy as ever.  Cold wave rods have become my go to and transform into the perfect poof after a few days.  Recently, I was asked to be a hair model for a natural hair class.  It was a great experience and allowed me to learn more about this type of event.  The next time I attend I’ll be a vendor.  My hair journey seems to be on break.  I’m not noticing any dramatic growth.  There might be a need for a side by side photo.  As discouraged as I get some days, I remember the pact I made with myself.  We’re a little over the half way point.
The stylist Maya Mitchell used flexi rods to achieve the last couple looks.  For the 1st time in my life, I had my makeup professionally done.  The effects of the make up were shocking but I liked it.  There’s always something going on with my hair and I just like to keep you all in the curls, coils and kinks.  🙂