So, I know I said that I wanted to try out some baby locs on my hair. Since then, I've gotten a haircut, and let it grow again. I'm so indecisive when it comes to hair. Its hard not to be when there are so many fun things that can be done with it. Today, I stood in front of the mirror running my fingers through my curls, trying to decide if I wanted to part with them once again. Wildboy and I had talked about doing a mohawk the next time I came to see him and I was a little apprehensive. Again, this is the usual. I always am when considering something new. I pushed all of that to the side this morning and just let Wildboy do his thang.


What do you think of my frohawk? You know we always have to put a spin on things. I'm glad I wasn't too chicken to try it out because I'm completely in love. Its fun, its funky, and its wearable. And I will be wearing out tonight when I hit the country bar with the Cal mommies. Yes, I am going to get my line dance on, punk rock style.