Update

Hey everyone.

Before I get started I just want to thank everyone who takes the time to read my blog, It means alot to me that someone's willing to spend a couple minutes out of their day to check out what I have to say. To those of you who leave comments (especially on the blog post itself), an even bigger THANK YOU because feedback is always a really nice thing to have. Thank you guys.

So, this update is going to be on my life and trials, with my head of course :-)

First thing, I got a job! *and the crowd goes absolutely crazy!!!* Thanks to all of you who sent up a prayer for me. Things aren't easy nowadays, especially with the absolute, AWESOME job that our current administration is doing (you can stick that sarcasm with a fork, can't you). I'm not making alot but I'm grateful for what I am getting.

Second thing, last month I flat ironed my hair and I have a status update on my hair coming up as well as a video. It's taking a while because I have to go through the audio I took while the stylist was doing my hair so I can give you a transcript of the interview I did for you guys aaand because of the video. I'm very tech savvy but putting myself out there is very daunting for me.

I've three product reviews coming up. I might do those on video because I haven't seen any reviews on Youtube that I like for two of the products -_- Simple really. I see no reason to do product reviews that a hundred other persons have already done. The products are: Taliah Waajid's Curly Curl Cream and  Protective Mist Bodifier and the Hollywood Beauty Hydrating Hair Mask enriched with Argan Oil. I absolutely LOVE the latter!!!! OMGosh! As soon as I buy a Firewire for my camcorder I'll get started.

ummm...anything else....Oh Yeah!!! I've joined the dance ministry at my church as an Administrative Secretary!! This is really exciting for me because I've been waiting on God to let me know what to do so I'm really happy to have a direction. As for everything else in my life, I'm taking a back seat. I have no idea what I'm doing so i'm letting God take over. Sounds good right? I know man.

I love you, thanks for reading, leave a comment and follow me! Every comment I read encourages me to do better. Alrighty, CIAO!

Love,
Lee ♥♥♥.

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The Side Effects of Being A Curly Head

Good morning Beautiful People.

It's a lovely day and as I sit here in the bus, I find myself doing something strange (for a normal person of course). As a side effect of being natural and going on a healthy hair journey, I find myself analysing the health of other people's hair. Yes. I do it. So what? Lol, j/k. Seriously doh! I am sitting behind this lady and i can tell you that she treats her hair well. She has a bit of breakage but the hair's dragging on her shirt. Her ends aren't quite smooth, so she needs a trim. Jsyk, I'm at work now writing this so she's no longer infront of me but I can still tell you in detail. The same thing happened in Miami International Airport. There was this lady, nice outfit, slamming shoes, split ends up to here! *visualize the hand ppls* R3 thought I was only checking out the shoes, smh.

What about you guys? Have you found yourself checking out other people's manes or offering advice on its upkeep? Let me know what other side effects you experience.

Until next time, have a wonderful day and stay blessed.
Love,
Lee.

Pardon Me??

Hey Lovelies!!!

Naturals all around the world are using a whole separate dictionary when the time comes to talk about hair, and when you're watching all those gurus on YT and you hear, or see, TWA, BAA, BSL, APL and more, some of you might be saying WT... Stop. No need to despair, or be confused. Here are some the acronyms and abbreviations, more applicable to our region, that are being used.

ACV - Apple Cider Vinegar

APL - Arm Pit Length

BAA- Big A** Afro

BC - Big Chop

BSB - Below Shoulder Blade

BSL - Bra Strap Length

DB - Deep Brilliance

CW/Co-Wash - Conditioner Wash

EL - Ear Length

EO - Essential Oil

EVOO - Extra Virgin Olive Oil

HL - Hip Length

LHCF- Long Hair Care Forum

MBL - Mid Back Length

NL - Neck Length

PJ - Product Junkie

SL - Shoulder Length


TWA - Teeny Weeny Afro

WL - Waist Length

Check out this link for the full list.

http://www.longhaircareforum.com/showthread.php?t=20774

Check ya later!

My Hair

Yo ppls. I am in a funky sorta mood today...just funky. I feel as if a bad mood might be coming on( I'm a really moody person )-: ) so I'm going to fight that off, rebuke the devil and praise the Lord. That always makes me feel better :-).

Soo, my hair today. Well, truthfully, it was my hair yesterday and the day before but let's not focus on that, shall we? Cornrows and twists.

Aren't they some of the sexiest twists ever?! Yes, I think so too :-D. I moisturized my ends with my shea butter mix and twisted with my FOTE Aloe Vera Gel. I love that stuff. It gives me hold without crunch and moisturizes as well. Plus!!

I was copying this style from someone on Youtube and it was only when I was finished I realized that I've been wearing this same style for YEARS!!! Since I was in primary school!! I couldn't believe how stupid I was dred!! I have even worn this style while natural!






Check it out. These photos were taken March 19, 2010. This was, of course, before the dye job from hell that resulted in orange hair. Look at the length and fullness... my stupidity in dyeing my hair makes me want to cry right about now...

The only way not to dwell on this stuff is to not think about it...and to avoid looking at old photos -_-.

Speaking of photos, my Picasa web albums is getting full so I was thinking of creating a Fotki account. Just something else to think about. 

Please keep me in your prayers this week, I have a couple hard decisions and tests ahead of me shortly. Any prayer requests, let me know and I'll keep you in mine. Until next time..

God Bless!

Love,

Lee♥♥♥.

Daily Dose of D

Ello.

Not too long ago, around 9pm, I was sitting on the floor with D. He was playing with his car and I was reapplying the 'ifyouevenlandonmynephewyoudead' spray :-). I said to my little darling, "D, it's bed time."
That child systematically avoided looking me in the face as he proceed to tell me "Not yet."
Not yet?! Where he get this from?! Who taught him that?!? I could only look at him with my mouth open. Then I hadtuh laugh cuz he ain' right! LOL

Child got too much sense for my own good yuh, nuh lie.

My Hair: Single Strand Twists

Ello My Lovelies!!

I hope all is well in your lives and that God has kept you in good health.Yesterday marked one week that I wore my hair in single strand twists (almost typed knots, lol). This is the first time I ever tried them and I was soo pleased! Nah man, pleased is a gross understatement. I absolutely loved them!!

I experimented with the look Friday before last and then on Saturday I did my entire head. It took me a day because I was doing all sorts of things other than my hair. I would have finished them in a couple hours had I stayed dedicated...maybe one day that will actually happen...maybe...

I digress. I finished them Saturday night and although Sunday was a rough, trying day, I remembered to document the style. Seems like the devil likes to attack on Sundays... Nevertheless...

Check it out!

Auntie's favorite camera hog...

...did this...

...*sigh* gotta love him.

The twists started to look a little worn so I separated and fluffed them for church this morning. As I was reminded how awesome my GOD is at church this morning and I was shedding a good couple tears, no photos. Sorry. Puffy is not pretty :-p. I'm washing and styling my hair tomorrow, God willing, so look out for that.

God's love and blessings!!!

Love,

Lee.♥♥♥

Everyday He Wants To Get In

Hello Beautiful People! It is a beautiful day! The sun is shining, birds are singing and the wind is blowing strong.

This early morning post comes to you complements of Super D, my amazingly hadsome nephew. You've already seen him if you read my posts. Recently, I've been contemplating putting up D's Daily Doings(corny, i know, don' mind that, lol). He does things to make me laugh every single day and things to amaze me almost as often and I thought to share my little blessing with you.

Since returning from Miami last week on the 3rd, D has come to my bedroom knocking on the door every single morning, asking me to let him in. This is not special, you may say, but it is, to me. See, I love this child with all of me. I sometimes feel like he's mine and he shows a special kind of love to each person. I am his Auntie-mummy, though he refuses to call me auntie. He is truly God given, but he's also the most intelligent, stubborn, willful child I've ever seen. He does NOTHING he does not want to do on his own. There is no spoiling him here, he is made to kno who's in charge and Punishment(the belt) is never far from bad little boys.

But I digress. Everyday, he comes and knocks, waits, knocks again, says mummy, knocks again until I answer. He then proceeds to tell me to open up and let him in, at least that's what I know he's saying. I'm getting special treatment everyday! I could tell you this reminded me of what Jesus does every day. He knocks at our hearts and asks to be let in. That He wants to give us a special kind of love that only He can give. We've made the choice to either let Him in, purposely shut Him out or "roll over" and pretend we haven't heard Him knocking or calling. But what love awaits if you're obedient and if you open up!

Now I could tell you it reminded me of all that, but I'll just say that I now get special hugs and kisses every morning and when D gets home from nursery. I relate to him better and he actually hears me when I speak, for the most part, lol. What about Jesus, you ask? Oh, He hears me all the time!

Okay, so that's your first dose of D. Check back tomorrow for another!
God Bless and Much Love,
Lee.

Say cheeesse!

I dunno why...

...but right now I really don't care to do anything to my head! It is 12:50am (it was 12:50am and a couple days ago! I dropped harder than the proverbial rock, then procrastinated!) and under this satin cap my hair is in an afro. Yes, an afro! Oh stop with the shocked ohmygoodnesshowcouldshedothattoherhair face. I'm tired and sleepy. Lehme give you a quick run down on what's been up.

On saturday, I was baptized in water and the Holy Spirit at Brandons beach. *Hallelujah chorus* I feel great. On Thursday, I used my Huetiful Hair Steamer for the first time and then started to twist because I didn't realize the baptism would be that Saturday. So I said to myself, "Self?" Myself said, "Yes?" "Pin up your hair for the baptism. Your hair's too short to hold in one and maybe all I'll have to do is wash it out pinned, take it down and go over it with some shea butter or something." -_-...that didn't work, at all. *insert big stupse here*

As i said that was a couple days ago. I did it again last night and yesterday i realized that i had no idea what to do with my head. I don't have any leave-in and have been using a spritz imade with some normal conditioner. I'm not a wash&go sorta girl and i don't feel like putting gel in my hair. I would put braids if I had the time, and money, but I know I'll be doing them myself without help so it would take too long.

Help me out! What should what to do with my hair?!

The Trip (part two)

Day 3


The flight was cancelled...the flight...cancelled...no...it can't be...1..2..3..
How could the flight home be cancelled?? Weather. Weather? What weather?? In Barbados.
After getting leaving the hotel at 8 in the shuttle we were told we'd have to try for the later flight and hope we get on. F.Y.I- When you fly standby, you're the last to get a seat on the flight. We checked the evening's flight:overbooked. The people from the morning flight had filled it, of course. Next morning: room in Business Class. But hot damn, we don't have anything to wear!!! We had to wait until our ride came for us to take us back to Dolphin Mall.

Not a cloud in the sky to offer some protection so we were sitting behind a bus stop, waiting. You can see the glare from the sun in this photo. It was around 10am, smh.




Got to the mall but It opens at eleven so we're walking around, trying to find a store. Then I remember, I felt this thing in my slipper from the day before and I'm feeling it more now...

What the frig is this?! A piece of glass is what it is! Thank God that my slippers were thick enough to protect me because if the time I had trying to get this out of my slipper was any indicator of what it would have done to my foot...wow.
Also in this photo, click on it and look at my hand. Do you see how white it is? By this time I was dehydrated, the result of my bottle being stolen. I pray that the person that took it needed it more than me.



The stores opened at 11, we went into Ross and R3 took up more than half of the time we had looking for stuff and in the changing rooms. SMH, he takes longer than me to dress. I went through the rack super quick and pulled these out.

 

(I bought the top three and wore this one home.)




We returned to the airport at 12:30, went all the way through screening and to the gate to wait until 5pm. But we didn't get on the flight. We had to go to a hotel for the night and try again the next morning. But the gate agent did tell us there was no damn bad weather in Barbados, the plane was out of service! By this time, I was hungry, irritable and tired. Wouldn't you be too?





The Holiday inn was nice ya'll!! The room was smaller but the staff, the reception, empathy for our trouble and the room, it was all good. As I said in the previous post, the tourist thing, :-D.

 

Day 4

I woke up extra early. I had my outfit ready from the night before and I showered, dressed and was applying my makeup when I heard a knock at the door. "Leann, do you have my shoes?" Seems that the day before, after we returned from Ross, R3 put the bag with the shoes in his checked luggage. No shoes, no Business class, no flight home. Oh heck no!!! Took the shuttle to the airport, we had checked in from the night before and we asked where were could buy some shoes. Turns out MIA has an entire section for shopping. 

We go, look, decided to see if we could find other shoes cheaper, walked further, time running out, I bought food and he went to buy the shoes, I walked back, told him I would walk ahead cuz he would catch up faster, went and asked gate, gate on boarding pass wrong, I go outside to find R3 and warm him, I don't see him, I wait, can wait no longer. get into the line for screening finally get to the top of the line and they wanna body screen me...by this time I just did not care and then the other TSA guy says, "No, not her. The guy behind." I'm relieved because when I left R3, it was 10mins to boarding. I rushed through, get on the train. straight to the gate and that big-headed man is there waiting for me. *breathe out* 

Seems he went through the screening from before, and got there a few minutes before me. Then...

Ok, I did NOT ask for economy, I selected Business from the day before. I really stopped caring but it was a damn good thing we went to buy shoes because R3 had a seat in Business. He wanted to change seats, and sit together and all that jazz but I was totally fine with it and I wasn't too far in the back. 

We were on the flight and that was all that mattered!!! The flight was uneventful, thank God, the rest is unimportant. I finally made it home after the longest weekend of my life.

Next up, I'm being water baptized tomorrow!!!!! Stay tuned for the video.

The Trip (part one)

Hello my Lovelies!

Last Friday I left Barbados for a supposed great adventure in Miami. Just for 2 days, returning of Sunday afternoon. Well!! It was an adventure alright!

Day One
We flew out Friday morning and when we arrived, we checked-in to Howard Johnson Plaza Hotel to hear that we have a smoking room. Now at first I didn't understand what the big deal was, once we had somewhere to lay our heads, but I soon understood! A smoking room is not just a room we can smoke in if we desired, it's a room where many smokers have snuffed the fresh air out of over time! When the elevator doors opened and we stepped out...my goodness, the stink hit me straight in my face, literally slowing my momentum! And the room seemed so far away! But lo!! On opening the door to the room a new level of olfactory distress assailed us! It was so horrible we had to force open the window! I was doing the whole tourist-like, thing so I got some shots of the room...

While in Barbados, R3 had told me 'oh Walmart is basically next door to the hotel so we can just walk across, I've done it before.' So I was like, 'oh ok, kool.' We decided to leave the room right quick and head over to do some shopping since it was so close. LIES!!! It was a couple blocks away in midday sun that is hotter than Barbados!!! My skin was melting offa my bones!!! By the time we got there, I was sweating like crazy and he looked like he wanted to go to sleep on the floor! We didn't stay long tho, we hit two places after that the last being Dolphin Mall!! I got so excited when I saw the Bath&Body Works store!!!! We didn't spend two hours in there like R3 would tell you! We really didn't...*shifty eyes*


Back to the hotel and we got the room sorted out. Can you(non-smokers) imagine wrapping up in sheets saturated with cigarette smoke?!?! No offense to any smokers that might be reading this but that ain't right!

On To Day Two
Turns out our booking got messed with so the breakfast we thought was included, wasn't. Good thing we bought that Burger King the night before huh? *winks* 

*nom nom* Onion rings people! I actually ate them.
And they were good. So what?!

<<----- Enlarge this picture please my lovelies. You see that silver fixture to my right hand there by my elbow? That's my water bottle. I do NOT leave home without it, obviously as it traveled with me to Miami. Now let me tell you the tragedy that occurred. We walked to Walmart again this day(much faster, I tellin you!) and while shopping I placed my beloved in the shopping cart. R3 moved and took the cart with him while I was browsing and put it at the top of the aisle so I would know where he was....*sigh*...

Some so-and-so stole our cart with my water bottle in it!!!!!!!!!! I was so angry, pissed off, livid!! To believe, that I hadtuh come to Miami to get my bottle stolen!?!?!?!?!?! 1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9..10......20. So now I have no water bottle. That thing cost me $15, and me, being more brek than glass, can't afford another one right now. I felt like crying, seriously. I know, it's just a bottle but you'll see why in the next post.

Happily, I got the suitcase I had ordered since February that evening and it contained my Huetiful Hair Steamer!!! Which I used last night!!!! *boogie.boogie.boogie*
Being me, my suitcase was packed and all forms filled out by the time I went to sleep that night because I was not missing the flight the next day!

My Hair

Hey Lovelies! How are you doing?

I'm not too good myself :-(. I rearranged my room today so the dust has my allergies acting a fool. I was supposed to be attending a class at church tonight but seeing as I can't breathe well and my eyes and lips are getting poufy, I decided it was best to stay at home tonight. But, I wanted to show you guys how cute my hairstyle was! Especially since noone else is going to see it...cha.

Check it out!




You might've realized by now that my nephew is a Rt. Excellent Camera Hog. He attched himself to my side when he realized auntie was taking photos.



I know right! He's so darn cute...*sigh*. He just look so tho! Smh...gotta love him.

God Bless Lovelies!
Love,
Lee.

How To: Tabs In Blogger

Hey Lovelies!

Okay so check it out, quick, simple, step by step instructions on how to add tabs to your blogs. If I should tag this post with the 'My Hair' tag, it would be grouped with other posts having the same tag under the My Hair tab at the top of the page, under the name of this blog. That's how it works! So without further ado...

After signing into your blog:

1. Click 'Design' at the top right-hand corner of the page.
2.Under the header in your layout, which would more likely be your blog name, add the HTML/JavaScript gadget.

The way I have my layout structured, I just click Add Gadget at the side and drag the finished box to the space below my header.

3. Name the box and copy and paste this code into the content area:

<ul>
<li><a href="http://yourblogname.blogspot.com/search/label/Tab One">Tab One</a></li>
</ul>

4. Replace the information highlighted above with your own, and click Save. When you put in the code, depending on the dimensions of the box, it'll move around. That's normal but there should be no spaces in the HTML.



4. Preview and make sure everything's the way you want it, then click save.

And that's it baby! Quick, simple, easy.

Tips

• The name of the box isn't important if you're dragging it to the top of the page. If you prefer to leave the tabs to the side, then your tabs would have a title, like any other gadget.
• To create more than one tag...

<ul>
<li><a href="http://yourblogname.blogspot.com/search/label/Tab One">Tab One</a></li>
<li><a href="http://yourblogname.blogspot.com/search/label/Tab Two">Tab Two</a></li>
</ul>

...etc.

Let me know how easy it was to follow this tutorial and how it works for you. If you have any problems or any questions, comment below and I'll definitely get back to you. :-)
God Bless and Much Love,
Lee ♥♥♥.

When Discrimination Is Taught in Schools..

Hey people, hey.
Tonight I logged into my facebook account to see a well articulated and expressed letter written by a woman I love dearly, talking about how her 5yr old child was not accepted into Hill Top Preparatory School in Barbados because he wears locs. Read on.



A Mother's Account of Discrimination at Hill Top Preparatory School by Ayesha Nura Delpeche

“They said that I can’t go to that school because I have locs…but, I don’t want to cut my hair, Mommy.” 

These are the words that came out of the mouth of my 5 year old on September 1st, 2011 after he and his father went to the orientation held at Hill Top Preparatory School, located in Welches, St.Michael on the island of Barbados.

In the attempt to be as clear, transparent and truthful as possible, I will recount the events that led up to this statement as best I could to shed some more clarity and light onto this situation.

My little boy, a Barbadian by birth, has lived and attended schools in both Barbados and the state of Florida in the United States.  Never once has he had to cover or cut his hair.  His hairstyle is one of choice, not based on religion, but nature.  His hair naturally locs, as does his mother’s, his aunties’ and uncles’, grandmother’s and cousins’.   If my child decided to cut his hair tomorrow, it would not be a big deal.  After all…his hair is just that…hair.

During the last week in the last term of school for the 2010-2011 school year, his father went to Hill Top Prep and was given a form to fill out, along with the school policy.  He was told that he would receive a call with a time to meet for an interview.  He was also told that all school fees must be paid by or on the first day of school.

We (the parents) sat down and filled out the form.  The only thing that the school policy has that speaks about hair is a line that states very clearly, “No fancy haircuts.”  We ensured that all of the information was correct, and then proceeded to mentally make a list of things to do before sending him back to school, which included purchasing his uniform and getting him in to see his pediatrician.  So far…so good.

Up until the day of orientation, we had not heard anything back from the school.  Being that we had gotten the form so late in the term, we thought that they probably did not have time to call us or they had accidentally disregarded it.  Yet, by all means, we were sure that once our little boy made it to the orientation and we paid the fees, everything would be full steam ahead.

My son left home that day dressed in his new school uniform, extremely happy to be going back to school and meeting his new friends and classmates.  However, upon arrival the Headmistress made it very clear that locs were not acceptable in Hill Top Preparatory School.  She went on to say that HAD we come to the interview and HAD we read the school policy, we would have been aware of this fact. 

At this time, my son’s father asked her if she could point out where it was stated in the school policy, as we must have overlooked it.  After about five minutes of rummaging around and shifting paper, she showed him the same line quoted earlier.  “No fancy haircuts.”  She also went on to explain that another child “just like” our child, had come to the school with locs, yet he didn’t feel comfortable because he was “different” and a few weeks into the term, he wanted to cut his hair, which brought about some confusion.  Confusion for who and why…I am not sure.

Please keep in mind that, up until now, she has not so much as looked at my child to say, “Good Morning.” 

My son was pulled aside by his father, who, as best he could, calmly explained to our little boy, (who was growing more and more uneasy by the moment) that the Headmistress was implying that in order for him to attend Hill Top Prep, he would have to cut his hair.  He asked him if he wanted to cut his hair.  He received an emphatic and unapologetic “NO!”  He asked one more time, just to be sure…and he received, again, the same response.

At this point, they turned around to tell the Headmistress, “Thanks, but no thanks…”, yet, she was no longer there.  She had already turned her back and gone ahead in to the orientation to speak with the parents of children who did not have “fancy haircuts”, some of whom needed to find out any information they didn’t get because some of them, just like my child, didn’t get to set up an interview.

My child went home that day, sad and disheartened.  As a mother, one of the worst things is to see your child when he feels that he is defeated.  Needless to say, I was livid.  The more I thought about it, the less sense it made.  

For the past two days, I have asked around and found out that, while Hill Top has accepted children with locs in the past, they have also denied access to children in the past because of this same hairstyle.  I want to make it abundantly clear that my child was refused entry into this school, not because the school was filled to capacity, nor because we missed the opportunity to have an interview, but because his hairstyle is, in the eyes of the people who run this primary school, seemingly unacceptable and inferior.

It amazes me…and yet it doesn’t…that in a country where the Afrikan descendants make up at least 85% of the population, a hairstyle as natural as locs is looked down upon.  In 2008, this issue came to light when 5 students were barred from classes at the Samuel Jackman Prescod Polytechnic because they had a similar hairstyle.  Again in 2008, on June 17th to be exact, I’Akobi Tacuma Hembadoon Maloney met his death while in the custody of police.  The reason the police approached him in the first place was because they stereotyped him based on his hairstyle.  

How can we as citizens in this country continuously turn away from blatant discrimination and victimization? 

Some of you may read this and think, “So sad it had to happen this way, but she can simply find another school…” or “Better them than me.”  And you may very well be right.  Yet what we don’t realize, and we usually don’t until it is too late, is that the old adage “Today for me…Tomorrow for you” is still very real and relevant in circumstances just like this one.

In the Constitution of Barbados, which can be found online at http://www.barbados.org/constitution.htm/htm it clearly states that (under ‘Protection from discrimination on grounds of race, etc.) “No law shall make any provision that is discriminatory either of itself or in its effect; and no person shall be treated in a discriminatory manner by any person acting by virtue of any written law…” 

It goes on to say, “the expression “discriminatory” means affording different treatment to different persons attributable wholly or mainly to their respective descriptions by race, place of origin, political opinions, colour or creed whereby persons of one such description are subjected to disabilities or restrictions to which person of another such description are not made subject or are accorded (afforded) privileges or advantages which are not afforded to persons of another such description.”

As I said earlier today in a conversation, this is not just an injustice to my child, yet all of those children who would have been his schoolmates, as they are being prevented from socializing and learning alongside someone who the Headmistress would define as “different.”  In my opinion, this is where the cycle of victimization, discrimination and stereotyping begins.  I also wonder where this subjectivity comes in to play.  What determines which children with locs are accepted?  Is it gender, age, monetary donations from family? 

It deeply troubles me that these are the sort of people who are in charge of raising our future.  Something has to be done…sooner or later.  I am in favor of the former.

Sincerely,

Ayesha NuRa Delpeche

We've all seen discrimination in the workplace, yeh? Either you don't get hired for a job or you're told your hair looks unprofessional and untidy. But this beautiful, amazing 5 year old boy should never have been subjected to this kind of blatant discrimination!! Especially not in a country whose race is predominantly of African descent!!!!!!

For all of you unfamiliar with my little island, Barbados is one of the first places the slavers stopped after raping Africa of it's people. Sometimes an entire day could pass and the only local people you see are of your race, a myriad of beautiful shades. So how the he....*1..2..3...* How can you justify this kind of discrimination in Bim today? You can't!!!

But you know what? It's our fault. I just read this entire letter aloud to someone and asked, "How does this make you feel?" I was told, "No way. It didn't evoke any emotion." Today for me, tomorrow for you. We as humans tend not to care about something 'as long as it isn't me'. We fail to realize that it could be!! My daughter or my son could grow to adulthood, choose to wear locs and be discriminated against at college or in the workplace and I would be very tempted to forget the Christian values I'm holding onto (very tightly as I write this) and go and scratch out some idiot's eyes for daring to treat my child in such a manner! 

Some of us conveniently forget that it could happen to us. It could happen to me, it could happen to you. Don't tell me foolishness about "oh, but you already know we have alot of discrimination". That's not the bloody point! The point is...there shouldn't be. WE should never let it be.

Spread the word. A change is coming. I can smell it and I'm digging my sneaks out of the closet.

Love,

Lee.

Shedding v.s Breakage

Hello, hello!! I'm back!

So a  week or so ago, August 20 and 21, I had the extreme pleasure of participating in the 100 Voice Project!! The purpose behind it was to show that people can come from different countries and backgrounds, speak different languages and dialects but still be able to perform and communicate through the universal language of music, and do so in perfect harmony. I had an awesome time and made new friends while at it! *Large up the Altos!!!*


While I was prepping for the show, I had my hair all sectioned out and in the middle of my head I noticed some really short hair!!! *gasp* 


I know, react with abject horror right?! No. The first thing to do is to determine whether it's hair that has broken, or hair that's now growing. I snapped a couple photos to show you guys the difference!

Broken Hair

I've circled in red a particular strand I wanted to point out. See how the end is blunt and the same thickness as the rest of the hair shaft? This is a broken strand. :-( Unfortunate as it is. It's quite easy to tell the difference because of these characteristics. Blunt end with the end the same thickness as the rest of the shaft.

Shed Hair
In this photo note how the ends of the hairs are tapered off, meaning the strand gets thinner as it comes to the end. These strands are actually new strands that have been populating the inner city of my head. YaY!!!

If you have any questions leave a comment below or message me. :-) Catch ya l8r.

Love,
Lee.♥