i made a change about a month ago. the feathered locks that once adorned my head were my signature. the voluminous strands have gone... giving way for the short curly fro that i have craved for quite some time. my hair is ever-evolving. much like me i suppose. it keeps record...
i changed, so of course it needed to shift as well. i'm moving, doing, going, being, and doing again and again... i was in such a state of comfort. complacent, with a yurning to escape. i did and i'm ecstatic.
change is good. delicious even.
there is a community surrounding this transition. the natural girls are love and they share it with you. like a secret society when you see them, and they you.. they acknowledge.
it warm.
it's brooklyn.
i can't get enough.
these images keep me inspired... the stages are going to be miraculous..
i can't wait...
