Relationships,  Thoughts

Hair that changes with the seasons.

The randomness of who I am. I was talking to my beau the other day about my hair and he tells me…”Babe, why are you even looking for a signature look?  Just resolve to the fact, you change your hair like the seasons.”  He is right though 🙂

I took a minute and thought about his comment further AND the different hair styles I have had since I cut off my dreadlocks in the spring of 2005.  For the 12+ years that I had them, even after they had reach well past my behind I attempted to spice them up with different styles.

I guess that desire in me has not died to always attempt to evolve and change myself for the better.  Specifically speaking in regards to my hair, I have gone from the short Halle Berry signature pixie, to a colored texturized afro, to curly and straight half wigs and weaves in varying lengths to two toned micro braids and Chaka Khan / 70s Diana Ross auburn free flowing tresses.

My next hair style… only my sister-friend that does my hair and I know.  Yet, I can tell you this.  Underneath it all I can honestly say that I love me and the randomness of who God created me to be.

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew [and] approved of you [as My chosen instrument], and before you were born I separated and set you apart, consecrating you; …” Jeremiah 1:5

© 2011 – 2014, Lela Jefferson Fagan. All rights reserved.

Lela Fagan (Jefferson) is the author of the book “Poetry of a Black Girl: The Darkness and the Light” and lead blogger at “Memoirs of a Black Girl”. Lela is an avid reader “A Real Bookworm” of all things in print. She finds joy in sharing socially and blogging about topics that matter the most to her. Born and raised in Brooklyn, NY. Lela now lives in Houston, TX with her husband Oji, an educator and Football Coach. @LelaJefferson - See more at:

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.