My wig is cute y’all! After suffering from an AWFULLLL adverse reaction from a bad batch of perm in December, I am thankful that during my recovery period I was still able to pull it together and look decent ala fake hair. Yup, I don’t wear wigs, weaves, extensions much nowadays (not to say I won’t) but this cute little number was my “go to” while my scalp was healing from 2nd degree burns and while I was scared to death to even put a comb in my hair. Talk about scary! My head felt like it was on FIRE for 5 days straight. I thought it was a typical scalp irritation situation that most experience with a perm at one time or another, but this was on another level.
One day, I spoke to a friend who said “get to the hospital now” because infection may be setting in after all these days of intense pain. I did just that. I was given a shampoo that took 2 days to stop the burning sensation and a steroid ointment. Talk about nervous!!!!!!!!! I didn’t know if I would wake up with hair all on the pillow or what, totally traumatized. Growing up in a salon with my mom, a stylist for over 30years and my sister over 20 years, honeyyyyy believe I had experts on speed dial; by the way they were so unphased and both felt I would be okay. As weeks passed, the many gross sores that were tangled in my hair healed and hair eventually started to grow back in those areas where some strands were lost.
Here we are in late February and lucky for me, my hair didn’t all fall to the ground but I do notice my edges are thinner than they were and like most Black women, they were already my thinnest area, so indeed I’m pissed on a weekly basis that this happened to me and have been using Jamaican Castor Oil, Organic Coconut Oil and the (((BEST))) stuff on the planet for hair breakage ladies Aphogee Hair Treatments. I typically wear short hair styles and will succumb to my annual ritual of cutting my hair when the weather breaks late Spring……meanwhile I’ll just:
Here I am sketched rocking the Kylie Bootie $99 with a peplum skirt looking Oh So Cute!
For some reason I wanted pancakes at 2:00pm on a Sunday afternoon. Backtrack, not just “any” pancakes but ones from iHop….OM freakin’ G…those are major.
Mind you, while getting dressed today, like every day, I’m struggling to find clothes that fit since I gained a few extra pounds the past year and refuse to buy larger size clothes. No ma’am!
I have purposely let myself suffer looking at my cute size 8/9 pieces hanging in my closet hoping deep in my soul that they haven’t gotten to the end of their road.
Yes, me being at iHop is totally out of order and I know flat out that I’m dead wrong.
Note to self: Start dieting tomorrrow
Cancer is such a scary monster that frightens the crap outta me. Thank goodness Robin Quivers, the longtime sidekick of Howard Stern, is facing a brighter future after a cancerous grapefruit size mass was found and later removed near her uterus.
I’m totally convinced that our food, water, environment even down to cell phones rays all play a part and contribute to us losing our family and friends to cancer. I wish they find a cure soon.
WISHING YOU A SPEEDY RECOVERY ROBIN