The Big Chop

So I did it... ! My hubs (husband) took me to his barber and said "chop it off." I was surprised by his support; but also relieved. We went 7am before anyone else was there just in case I looked a mess!! LOL I couldn't take it anymore, I needed to get rid of my frenemy... my relaxed hair! Poor Rico...He did not know what type of love-hate relationship black women had with their hair until marrying me! :)

Most, if not all of us can relate to the visits to the salon Saturday morning, spending an arm and a leg, just to fix your new 'do in the car. Since I rocked a short cut; most stylists reverted to a hard "ghetto" (lack of better term) spiky look. I longed for the soft Nia Long or Malinda William's tresses I saw in Essence Magazine. Uggghhhhh!!! I would walk away looking and feeling like a peacock... and my husband pissed that I spent almost $100 on something less than flattering. Or trying to go to the gym during your lunch break just to be in the bathroom longer than your workout to get your hair together. You name it... I tried it! Sew-ins, wigs, glue, braids, quick weave... all in one month. Needless to say Rico had enough ( so did our budget! )

So I did the Big Chop.... and I couldn't be more happy! So I have embraced my "inner joule" and all the energy that it takes to be fabulous without my relaxed hair. I have started to test different products, and look at different techniques for my natural hair... I am beyond excited y'all! :) This will be a great journey, I hope you all enjoy the ride... OH LET's DO IT!