raslalique is blazing a trail. No, I'm not on fire!!
I live in a very dusty town plus I’d say roughly 80% of my wardrobe is cotton. With the help of my sister I spent three hours this weekend removing lint from my hair with tweezers. I also deep-cleansed my hair (perhaps a little too well?).
I don’t mind the effort though. My locks are worth it. This sounds strange but I’m beginning to believe that locks are magical things. Since I got them I feel my personality changing somehow. I am becoming more pantient, more gracious, more aware. Isn’t that the strangest thing?


