Everything Must Change

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After a tall glass of water and shaking my head, I’ve come to realize that no, I ain’t hungover from last nite.

A good, new look. Just gonna hafta get use to you without the locs.

Oh, my!

(THUD)

(Sound of me fainting)

Woooooooooooohhhhhh!

Uh, like…beautiful. What else is there to do in 2006?

Why is it that everyone with locs are cutting them off this year?

I am so bucking trend.

Look at you! Still fierce—even without your “weave”! My, my, oh my… It’s been almost a decade since you began growing your tresses. (Okay, “locks,” damnit.) I remember you sittin’ patiently at the breakfast table while your kitchen-beautician (Gordon) twisted what was then, patches of your hair into little knobbly clumps. I marvelled at your patience (still do) to be able to sit through such a laborious and lenghty feat for a hairdo. But sit you did, as your mini curly Afro was transformed into baby locks—with the aid of ample gobs of Dixie Peach Hair Dressing, of course.

Several years later with locks resting comfortably on your shoulders (Isn’t that the dream of short-haired, nappy-headed girl—to have long hair?), if not beyond, you had transformed into a 21st Century Ghetto Rapunzel. With BLONDE highlights, no less. (What is it about the beauty standard of “blonde-ness” that so enthralls generation after generation of our people, I’ll never understand. Walks swiftly toward the door ;-) And you worked that hair! I’ll give you that. Every look from Tracy Chapman’s short, natural and unadorned locks to Cassandra Wilson’s crinkly, bronzed, Medusa locks, you served us hair. You were even regal and fierce enough to wrap colorful patterned silk scarves around your “do” on occasion, a la Jessye Norman. (“Now, do you call that a ‘diva’?!”)

But now it’s all gone; you’re back to your roots. Literally. And you look different, yes, yet the same. Again. The old Donald became the “new” Donald by becoming the old Donald again. Hmm… A full circle.

And! You’re still beautiful, baby. And I love you dearly.

What’s with the plucked eyebrows and makeup?

Hella cute

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