Today I am just going to put it out there. I had a horrible hair day and I let it put me in a bad mood. I washed and deep conditioned my hair the other day. For some crack-high reason, I thought I'd awaken with curly ringlets. Instead, I woke up with Brillo hard, prickly twine sticking out of my head. Don't believe me? This pic should back me up.
I know, I know I need to stop trippin' and embrace everything about my natural hair. Well guess what? Sometimes I just want my hair to do what the heck I tell it to: sit still, lay down, curl up, flatten out. I got so nervy, I even rolled my eyes at God , "Thanks a lot for THIS gift Jesus".
Have you ever had a bad hair day? Please share your stories.