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Fifty Shades Of Me


I was at the salon yesterday  (it was yesterday when I wrote this but that was weeks ago, sorry) relocking my dada… errr, sorry, dreads when a conversation started around me. I focused on my e-book reader trying to pretend to be invisible since the speakers had decided I was deaf and maybe even dumb. The topic was my hair.

Is that her hair? One lady asked the hair stylist.

Yes o. It’s her hair.

All of it? No extensions?

No extensions o. She has had it for ten years.

Ha, she try o.

I started to get piqued. You never have glossy relaxed hair, however long it is and however long you’ve had it and have anyone saying ‘she try o.’ But natural hair? They make it sound like manual labour growing out your hair.


I wanted to do dreads o, another woman said. But I will wait till I’m…

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Young african and proud to be lady. i love writing and sharing with others. In the meantime i'm an economics student living in germany

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