*begs you not to take her Black card*
Inside the mind of a kind of quirky, pretty stubborn, way too opinionated, twenty-something, heteroflexible Black female newly employed up-and-moved-to-DC Princeton GRADUATE who's just trying to sort out her life. An uninhibited celebration of all that is me, this blog is an exercise in self-discovery and live-with-your-heart-wide-open-ness. Though I make respect a habit, I will not always be politically correct, and I believe in the power of making audiences uncomfortable to inspire change.
Showing posts with label braiding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label braiding. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
I have a confession.
This is something I usually don't tell people, because it's, well, embarrassing. It kind of goes against everything I stand for. But enough sweeping this little problem under the rug and pretending it doesn't exist, I am reclining on this couch figuratively standing up to admit, here and now, that I am a black woman who doesn't know how to braid hair. And I would very much like it if someone taught me, because there are a lot of cute hairstyles I could do if I knew how to add a cornrow or two.
*begs you not to take her Black card*
*begs you not to take her Black card*
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