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This is a virtual diary. I'm no expert on anything. This is about my journey into the best version of me. (oooh! that sounded kinda poet-y!!) Feel free to share tips and suggestions but PLEASE keep your judgments to yourself. Thanks for your support! :o)

Monday, February 14, 2011

Valentine's Day...the Natural Way. No Products Needed.

Valentines is the Natural Hair of the Holidays.


Deniece, what the hell you talking about now???

Nicki Minaj’s costume at the grammy’s. -_-

Oh wait. No I’m not. I’m talking about ValenTIMES day. Don’t ya’ll hate when people say that?!?! Grrrrrrrr! I almost wanna erase it. Ok. So yeah, I was making a point.

My view on Valentines is very similar to the view I have about Natural Hair. It’s quite simple: To each, his (or her) own. ‘Til the end of time as I know it, I will always advocate for love EVERDAY and not just on days deemed important by society. Similarly, I will advocate for loving yourself in your natural state and not by standards of beauty set forth by society.

If you choose to celebrate/observe Valentine’s Day then I will not criticize you. If you like it, I love it. But just like a weave, I say, if you’re gonna do it, do it right. I should NOT be seeing your tracks and you should not be buying your Valentine candy from the Dollar store. #imjustsaying.

If you care about your homie/lover/friend/jump…uhhh rope, you should plan your displays of affection accordingly. Just as if you know your hair color is dark brown and straight, you should plan to purchase a similar color and texture. Blond/wavy is NOT the way to go as a diamond ring your jump…rope should NOT receive. It’s just questionable.
Is that Wiggy...I mean Whitney????

A friend asked me what I was doing on Valentine’s day. My response: Breathing… I’m not in a relationship and therefore have no romantic interest to shower with love daily. I’m not about to find a replacement for 24 hours of make-believe romance. I’m good.

At one point I was quite bitter about the holiday as I have only had one successful Valentine’s according to how “they” say things should be done. I mean roses, bears, candy, hotel, Jacuzzi, whip cream, it was all there. In real life, I actually don’t care for any of that crap. I just did it cause I thought it was what I was supposed to do. Now that I have a better grip on reality and more importantly, MYSELF, I realize that I don’t have to celebrate or acknowledge anything according to anyone but me. I choose to love everyday…except 2/14/11. I’m PMS’n…share your chocolate.