The hairy story

So 3rd degree had the whole black women race up in arms last night with the hair topic. Ladies were voicing out different views on twitter about hair. Some thought it was a good topic , some just did not like it. Well I will take you threw what I felt and still feel as a sister with hair things to say.

me and my hair

First things first I have experienced almost every hair issue imaginable to my fellow black sister. I have wanted long hair, I have wanted short hair,wanted an afro, wanted to cut it all off, I have been burned by the the relaxer, sat for days while getting braids, prayed to God that he saves me hairline and patted my weave cause it was itching.Threw it all I have had my love Jones with my hair.

rocking an afro

 Then 3rd degree came along yesterday and I was just not having it really.First it was the fact that that whole story line was jacked from "Good hair" and that angle was told to death. Secondly it was the fact the Debra was telling the black womens story. Telling us about western this western that, relaxer this and relaxer that. I get it she is doing her job and she has to eat but still I was hacked by it all. Irritated to be exact. The black women and her hair is a sensitive story that not everyone can talk about.

my hair and I

So what am I saying. What a women decides to do with her crown is her business. She is the one who has to deal with the receeding hairline, itchy scalp and the rest of the things that come with her hair. Its all about choice and how far she is willing to go and is comfortable with when it comes to her hair.  "I am not my hair, I am not this skin, I am the soul that lives within" a line from a song says. Thats what its all about.

me and black and white

I have a thing with black and white photos. As this blog grows you will come to see what I mean. I love photos in general but the is something more when its in black and white. Or maybe its just me who thinks this. 

I feel the soul kinda shines more when its in black and white. I read somewhere that "we take pictures of peoples clothes in color pictures an then capture the soul in black and white.

 

Maybe thats just it.. who knows with me. So I had some time today and did my fav thing, toke photos and changed them into black and white. Fun times I tell you.

 

mwah.. love

to the skys

This here picture was taken this weekend. I found myself in Site B informal settlement participating in a youth month program. I had never really been in Site B before but ended up having a lot of fun and getting to take this picture. I don't know why I love this picture really I don't but, I do.

Blazer loving

Me on my blazer swag. I have nothing but love for blazers. As the blog grows I will unleash (lol I said unleash) my growing blazer collection.

Home of NYs

 Aaaah? Guguletu, "Gugs" the home of NYs. I pass it all the time and never really noticed of it till that day. Random I know ( randomness is one of my things). 

My art and I

randomly came about at work..

Lady of song, Mother of Jazz.

So I also do a little bit of sketching too. Its one of my many loves but, something I do not do as much as I used to. flip come to think about it, I should really get back to this on a regular basis. When I sketch the world shuts down and stops and its just me and whats to become on the paper.

Me on my pic taking

Me with my love.. the camera. *le sigh*. Its hard having so much loves. I love them all differently.

Round my home town

Around my home town. I love Cape Town with a passion hey. Like I really do. I want to call another City home also for a while. Maybe Jozi will do me good. 

I am not my hair... I think

Ok so.. choosing to cut my hair was a long time coming really. I have been stanning over other girls and their lil crops forever and I felt it was something I needed to do.

So eventually I did it this year, Feb I think it was. It was hella scary but I was happy I did it. Scary in the fact I would not have my hair to hide behind and also that if I cut it and I did not look very cool with it I would have to live with it till it grew out. What I was ready for thou was the responses I was going to get, the : What where you thinking?, You look like a boy now, I liked you with long hair, how are you gonna get a man with such short hair ect.And those comments came in fast. I was not really fazed really cause look at it this way its what "they" think and not how I think.

It felt fresh the hair cut, a new look. Nothing to hide type thing. It was just me.

So since the first big chop, I have cut my hair 2s and now have braids. I wanna grow an afro you see. Method to my madness.

I will keep you posted on the story of me going back to basic.

take a pic

Thats me and what I wish was my camera (wink wink... gift idea). playing around really.

Oh how I love taking picture, being in pictures and just the general document thing. my phone is slow because it houses a whole lot of my day to day snap shot madness. even my mom says I take pictures like I'm dying lol.

Its one of my many loves I guess. This and my love for art,social media and the strange and wonderful.  

A fresh start

Ok here is the deal. I started this blog January of this year and just never got to really putting work into it hey. So I have decided to try this again. new start. I'm excited about it for some reason. Its not like I'm a first time blogger or anything, just that I want to start one on this space. My other blog is called Disco Stray Jacket like this one but its just on tumblr. 

Ok so what the hell am I planning for this one. I want this one to be more me and my comings and goings kinda thing. From pics I take, clothes I wear, things I'm  stanning over, my love hate relationship with my hair (which I have cut 2s since the last time I posted) and just general life I guess. I will some times get on my soup box and be vocal about stuff, don't worry it will be all for a little while and then I will get back to my normal Lil Mis Sunshine self really. 

So here I go I guess.

Abongwe signing out.