I shaved my hair off in the middle of February. I shaved it off just so that I could start again but for some odd reason, I kept on shaving it. It didn’t really make sense because I was wearing a braided wig, which hid my bald head. 🤷🏾♀️ Can I just say that the… Continue reading Should have put it on YouTube
So I went for my fitting today. The day where the orthodontist does moulds or whatever it is they do. I was taken into the X-ray room and made a few jokes with the dental nurse. I don’t make jokes with people, so that was an indication that I was elated. After my X-ray was… Continue reading No Jaws 36
If you’ve read my blogs in the past, or you’ve known me for a considerable length of time, you’d know that I’ve had surgery on my jaw and the bottom part of my mouth/chin. I grew up with an underbite, although, I didn’t know it was an underbite. I thought I caused it. It was… Continue reading Jaws 36!
When I was in school there was a very clear African / Caribbean divide. I don’t even think I can call it a divide – Caribbeans hated Africans and we accepted it. I’m pretty sure they didn’t even know why they hated us. They knew they had to hate us because society told them to… Continue reading Growing up doesn’t equate to automatic forgiveness
If you know me, you’ll know that I’m not afraid to experiment with hairstyles. In my late teens and most of my 20s, I had a cute little pixie cut. It was hard to maintain because I’m a bit of a perfectionist. The edges always needed relaxing and cutting. So I was frequently in the… Continue reading Why did I go bald…again?
Lisbon is a beautiful city but when I was there, I knew I wouldn’t be visiting again. It’s an ‘architectural city’ and once you’ve seen it, you don’t need to see it again. I walked out of my hotel and 2 minutes later I was at the metro station – Marques de Pombal. I took… Continue reading Looking young isn’t a good thing!
I’m 35-years-old. I’m female. It’s expected that I should have a partner and/or children. I have neither. Those things may be lovely but as I don’t have it and have never had it, I don’t really know what I’m missing. I have a friend who’s of a similar age. We tend to discuss the desire… Continue reading In Lisbon