My hair is an extremely big part of who I am. I believe I use my hair as a sort of statement. Or maybe I am just thinking too hard. Anyway, for the past five years, my hair and I have been on quiet a journey together. I have always loved natural hair. I remember seeing pretty little black girls(who looked just like me) with soft puffs of black cotton candy atop their hands. Always secretly admiring them from afar, while I sported a perm. It was five years ago, when I said you know what bump it! I am going natural, I tired of worrying what others think. It had been about 3 months since I had a perm and I was so psyched up. Around this same time my sister was getting married and told me I had to get a perm because she did not want any fuzziness in her wedding party. I reluctantly permed my hair. That was in February of 03. That was the last time, I put a chemical in my hair.