Well where do I begin. My family I love them to bits but, my elders can't be rude to me and then expect me to continue respecting them. Anyway my cousin we used to live together during school days and bwoy I havent stopped at her house and I know she is vex with me. But that will soon change. I will make sure the next time I am in the city or rather back home I will make sure I stop at her yard. It will be a bashment weekend. As she loves to ... Read the Post...
Practice makes perfect
I can say that I am now fully fumctioning in self dependence. I love the fact that I can do my own hair in single braids. They are not as neat as I would like or dont have the finish I love. But practice makes perfect. Sorry no digital camera so I cant show you any pics yet. I recently bought Organic Root Stimulators shea butter for braids locs and natural hair. It was reccomended to someone else so I thought I would give it go. Seems okay. ... Read the Post...
Transitioning Times
I originally posted this poem on a forum. it somes up my journey. Transitioning times woa is me for these are transitioning times my scalp is sore my scalp is over dry why or why lye got so used to the creamy crack thought i couldnt turn back the abuse that society induced felt like i was one step away from injecting the lye to keep my hair in line now blessed be He who has shown me love for the napp my hairdresser seemed ... Read the Post...
Brixton Mass
Hey I hope people dont think that all I do is go out to dances. Reached london and my lovely cousins took me out to Mass in Brixton. The bashment room was nice. Just bare juggling going on. Dont know why men feel the need to try and grab you then get sore when you push them away. Gal Flex were in the place and they play alright but I am a reggae dancehall fan regardless of what dem people try do. Anyway stay blessed. My God son is so blessed ... Read the Post...