On the last post, I stopped at the end of middle school.  Now we venture into my high school hair woes.  This was the era where my hair probably wanted to run away from me.  I used to dye it with kool-aid, don't act like you ain't do it!  Can you believe I did all of this still rocking the break off asymmetrical hair length?  Sure did. By the time I graduated, my hair was in such bad shape, I had to beg my father to let me cut it to get it even.  He was not having it!  I took me almost a year to convince my dad to let me cut my hair.  You would have thought I was going to get a Caesar from the way my dad was acting!  He eventually gave in and let me cut it.  I got a cute little bob with a close cut in the back.  My hair began to grow evenly but I was still addicted to the “Creamy Hair Crack”. 

It was growing too slow for me so I did the natural thing…………….added weave! LOL!  I was rocking the tracks hard!  I would have the house smelling like burnt hair every other night!  My momma would be soooooo frustrated with me.  I can only laugh now and hope my off-spring don’t do this to me! LOL!  Ya’ll know you used to get your straight tracks and fold them over twice and get your setting lotion (lotta body LOL) and those plastic rollers that had the clip on part to keep the hair rolled up.  You would be in your room listening to the radio or on the phone rolling that hair up.  Then once you finished, you would get one of your mommas old towels, or a new one if she wasn’t home and you couldn’t find the old ones, and place it in the microwave, spritz and oil sheen down your hair, place it on that towel and put that baby on 45 seconds.  You had to stand there and watch it because if you didn’t, honey………you would have had a fire in that microwave!  Sounds like I did that a few times. J  But if all went well, you would get your “fix”, gel and spritz your hair up into a high ponytail at the top of your head, while trying not to cry from the burning the spritz produced, sit under the dryer and once you were dry, wrap that hair round up there and you were a instant DIVA! 

Once the ponytails became too mundane, I began gluing tracks in.  That all together is just a pure HOT MESS!  Relaxing your hair to turn around and torture yourself with the glue and the spritz!  I want to cry now just remembering it!