L ast week, I joined a club of black British girl bosses who have decided to go bald. Since my afro was large and healthy when I shaved it off, the assumption was that something must have gone wrong: traction alopecia from the tight hairstyles black women endure is a common reason for a drastic cut. A bad breakup is often assumed, or a quarter-life crisis as my dad still suspects. These are all valid reasons, but mine was far less interesting — I simply decided to cut it because I thought it would suit me. This proved difficult to digest for the men at the barbershop I visited with my boyfriend, at whom most of the questions about my decision were directed.
I shaved off my afro because I felt like it. That's all
Shaved Steak, a Favorite With Many Names - The New York Times
YOU turn up the flame under a sizzling pan and sear steak for just a minute or two, barely cooking it before you sit down. The beef is remarkably tender. You are eating:. Expensive rib-eye from the nicely marbled rib section; or.
Shaved Steak, a Favorite With Many Names
I spent 10 years and countless amounts of time and money trying to find a hairstyle that made me confident and comfortable, only to find out a buzz cut was the answer. From the ages of 13 to 23 I was dying my hair, filling it with products and chemicals and cutting it into different styles, some rather questionable. It was long and pink, short and purple, somewhere in the middle and red — I was quite the chameleon.
S ince college I have always been considered beautiful. This was not the case growing up, though. I was always the short, awkward, stick thin, freckled face girl. I was cute, but never sexy. However, thanks to late puberty and some birth control hormones, I eventually grew into a woman.