I love my hair too!
To keep with a semi-theme this week of natural hair and what not, I have been wanting to do a hair post for a while but I have been lazy busy and $hit. My hair has been through every style and texture. Let’s take a journey in pictures. Y’all know I love pictures.
I made my fabulous debut on this little place we called Earth at 9 lbs. 6 oz. and a head full of curly jet black hair. Can you imagine that I once was an innocent little baby? Oh my how things change...
So I grew up a little bit and at 5 years old I had the requisite little black girl ponytail action going on. 3 years later my stepsisters put a relaxer in my hair. When my mom came to pick me up at the end of the weekend she hit the roof. She is still upset about this 23 years later... I'm still a little angry myself.
So fast forward to high school, 9th grade. I was so geeked that my mom let me chop off all my hair. This was around the time when the Halle Berry and Toni Braxton type of short hair cuts were very popular. You couldn't tell me anything...
The year was 1997, I graduated from high school and I had grown out my short haircuts quite a bit, I was still on that creamy crack (relaxers)...
My college years were a series of harsh relaxers, VERY bad weaves, and a million sets of micro-braids. My hair started to really suffer, so I decided to do something about it! (I was kinda cute though and look how skinny I was! Also peep the epic side-eye)
So I chopped all my relaxed hair off one day randomly and grew locs... I hate I don't have any pics of the progression of those locs 
This is me at my 10-year Class Reunion. Yes, I am aware that my boobs are doing a bit much... sue me, I'm broke anyway, you won't get much.
These are my locs about a month before I ... *GASP* cut them off. This was another on a whim thing... I am special like that...
Thus was born the fabulous FRO! It is what earned me my twitter nickname of Froesha!
Just another gratuitous FRO picture... 
But me being the fickle person when it come to hair, I got locs again... only difference is this time they were a little more free, thicker, and I loved them....
and fickle once again, the fro returned and is here to stay... maybe.
Thanks you for coming along on my journey through hair. Do you have an interesting or embarrassing hair story you would like to share? The floor is yours!
The first five years of my natural journey, I either wore my hair in double stranded twists, fros, twist outs, micros, awful weaved double stranded twists, or wore wigs.
Now that I’ve finally learned how to properly care for my hair, I got locs about three months back.
Fast forward to now and I’m on the road to loc heaven.
My goal now is to create a photo journal of my progression. ^_^
I really appreciate you that you keep pictures from baby up to now.. I is such wonder to see the changes us we grow up.. Thanks for posting such a wonderful post!
Ya know, why does EVERY baby do that tongue-smile? Like, ever picture I see has that smile. Pretty sure there is one of me in a shoe box (hood photo album) if I rummage through it one day. Conspiracy! And um, you still look ratchet in that baby picture. I can see it in your eyes.
Oh right… hair. So many styles! You fickle mistress, you!
Aren’t you theeeee CUTEST !!!!!!! I adore your hair journey!
Thanks for posting such a wonderful post!Your such beautiful in your photo.,.