For those of you who want to know why I cut my hair, I did it because I can. Why not? I've outgrown Sisterlocks and that explaination is some previous posts. As I was cutting them, I felt like the sweat shop workers in The Wiz when the evil witch was flushed down the toilet and they peeled off their costumes. This is not the clip, but it is A Brand New Day.
I doubt if I would even want my afro as long as Diana Ross' in this movie. For now I'm going to follow my mom's lead and keep it short, simple, and sassy from here on out, unless I make a wig. Here's Tarin making herself a big Diana Ross wig. This much hair needs to be taken off at night.