My Own Hair Zone

A hairy poem. A Team Renfield Poem.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Own Hair Zone

Cut….

Curl….

Color….

Scrunch….

Flatten….

Fluff….

Smooth....

Relax….

Wave….

Leave my hair alone

Such actions, I don’t condone

It’s my own hair zone

I’m not someone’s clone

My hair style is my own

 

Author's Note

A Team Renfield write. I wrote a recent blog about this. My last hair cut, my stylist straightened my hair. My hair is usually kinky curly. Needless to say, it's been a big change the last few days. My own mother didn't recognize me when I walked in my apartment. She thought I was a saleswoman or a religious visitor. Now I'm considering straightening my hair on my own. I started thinking about all the things we women do to our hair. When is enough enough?

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

That was funny but makes a great statement... we all have our styles, no ones is better, it's just a matter of opinion.

[Closedown]

We girlies take ourselves very seriously when it comes to hair... Glad to see my rambles inspire you too! Renfieldians unite!

[Liza]

funny :)

my hair is straight and always wanted curly - i guess we women have so many options we play with them all....
that's funny - when your own mother doesn't recognize ya....i bet it was funny seeing her react to a supposed complete stranger

i've done it all! lol - thankfully my hair is like horse hair and strong
but i've had slow it down - my scalp can't take it anymore
but what does a girl do with the white hairs :)

[Jibey]

I can never have enough...