ah, fall.

fall means three things for me:

1. pommegranates are back in season. yum.

2. lost is back on.

3. its worth it to press my hair and i can finally get it trimmed.

usually when i straighten my hair it fluffs back up at the thought of humidity or wetness. now that its colder and dryer i can do something to it! before my friend's wedding i wanted to curl it but it needed cutting and so i ended up with a ponytail that i didnt like. wednesday when i washed it i decided to curl it and let my mom cut it.

letting that woman near my head with scissors is asking for a panic attack. the last time she "Trimmed" it i got a toni braxton. you know, breathe again, super short... i didnt ask for it. all my hair was gone two days before school. i hated it. that was 7th grade. almost 10 years ago.

when she cut it this time she did something that had me worried. she immediately put it into two braids. didnt even let me see it. wtf? i let it go. at least its still long enough to do that.

today i finally took it out and styled it. cute! my hair was never long and it looks like i only lost an inch. still kind of chin length and in layers. i curled it up and kesi actually commented on it. "Somethin to pull," he chuckled. lol its got body, due to the fact that it wont resist its urge to get into an afro. yay tress cuteness!

ps: i wanna be at homecoming like i go to howard. have a little fun for me!