Time really does fly. It's already the middle of March and I have only done one post. I have been super busy with school and work. I will be back next week with a few product reviews, tips and tidbits. Until then be blessed.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Drum roll please.....
MsKraizy
Congratulations hun, your poem was very inspiring to naturals, transitioners and those toying with the idea to go natural. I loved it. Thanks for taking the time submit your entry. For those of you missed it, here is the winning entry:
I speak the language of love through the coils of my hair,
I learned the virtue of patience through its tangling snares,
The love that has grown throughout my natural love affair,
Is a love slowly declared and wasn't always there
Going thru the motions of an unconscious scissor showdown,
I didn't realize the effect short hair could have on me,
A continuous hassle of a five month throw down,
Caused me to question if I was ready for this mentally,
Tossed into an evolution I never saw coming,
Fitness, to skin care, to nails and fashion,
These things was something that I always kept running,
And never thought they would end up my passions
Three years later, there's a mane in the mirror,
Evolution is as bright as the vision is clearer,
The girl I would dream about being in the past,
Is finally standing before me at last.
I learned the virtue of patience through its tangling snares,
The love that has grown throughout my natural love affair,
Is a love slowly declared and wasn't always there
Going thru the motions of an unconscious scissor showdown,
I didn't realize the effect short hair could have on me,
A continuous hassle of a five month throw down,
Caused me to question if I was ready for this mentally,
Tossed into an evolution I never saw coming,
Fitness, to skin care, to nails and fashion,
These things was something that I always kept running,
And never thought they would end up my passions
Three years later, there's a mane in the mirror,
Evolution is as bright as the vision is clearer,
The girl I would dream about being in the past,
Is finally standing before me at last.
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