Fresh Haircut! #2012Leggo


A New Year means new hair, so this afternoon in Miami I set off to the barbershop. After waiting for around half an hour, battling staring patrons and barbers, I was finally called. Half an hour later the mimi-fro is gone and my scalp doeth heartily rejoice. Also I think the creepy quiet dude that cut my hair was hitting on me. Why did he need to know if I had kids? Then, after inquiring about my invisible boyfriend, he asked if we could be friends…. ummm is HELL NO an option?

PS: if I dated a barber this would be so much easier… but not him, he was like 38.

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Roze Goes

When Roze first went in 2012,  it was kind of like a journal ... that other people could read. Embarassing. But I'm realizing that my voice, my experiences, my representation and narrative are valuable. There's room enough for me too. My talents and interests. My time is now. Roze

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