Tonight I went out with my cousins to a cute little gay karaoke bar downtown. I fought my hair for what seemed like hours to get it in a decent afro. I left feeling ok and not too concerned with my looks. However, I was stopped several times and was told, by gay men mind you, that I looked gorgeous tonight. That was really what I needed to hear when it came to my natural hair. It is such a challenge to get used to my new look at times. I love it, but I don’t know if I come off looking just crazy to others. Well I locked in the crazy part by singing a horrible rendition of Ciara’s Promise, so that’s not too much of a worry.
My cousin blew us AWAY with free yourself by Fantasia. He really knows how to fill a whole room with beauty.
Fun night altogether.
