This is one of the many before pictures I had taken this day. It seems like no matter what I tried to do with my hair nothing came out right and I was tired of rocking flat twists and bantu knots.
I had so much water and gel in my hair just to slick it down into some sort of make shift roll. But no matter what I did those darn permed ends reared their ugliness. It was officially time they had to go.
Here is a close up of the new growth. I love my waves they inspired me to go ahead and do the "BC", and chop I did. I jumped in the shower and whipped out the scissors and made the first cut and the rest is history. I cut and cut and cut some more until 97% of the permed ends were no longer attached to my head.
I can now officially say I am not my hair, I feel so much better now that I am no longer hanging on to those dead ends because they gave me length. Now my hair can grow back healthier and stronger.
This is the style I was rocking for my interview today.
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