SimpleKomplexity
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Yeah Yeah my hair is thinning out. My mom kept complainin about it. I got worried, so I decided to get kinky twists
Here's my blog on www.simplykomplex.com to keep yall updated:
I need my hair braided. Kinky Twisted, Microbraided, it needs to be up before I have a panic attack with it. I am SOOO tired of fooling with it hence the picture above. So it's this chick who does hair. Kinky twists for $100. For one that ish is too high if you're just a regular person doing braids, plus I gotta buy the hair? They day before she asked me if I could pay her half of the $100 cuz her purse got stolen. I'm sorry but I wasn't feeling like the good Samaritan. I dunno this chick and frankly I dun give a dayum if your purse got stolen and you need some money. That's what the bank and parents are for. You ain't put your hand in my head so you gets no money from me.
WTF. So then she was supposed to do it at 11 on Sunday. At 10:45 she told me to wait til 1pm. At 1 pm she asked me to pick up some gel on my way. I'm like wtf, don't you do hair? You should have gel dang. I drove to her house, and she told me she had to move her stuff out her apartment so could I give her another 30 minutes. (Didn't you know that before I drove over here) Well 30 minutes turned into 2 hours. She called me back at 3pm and THEN told me she needed another 45 minutes to unpack her car. WTF. You need MY money, I don't need yours? So dayum unprofessional. I didn't wanna go back to the house so from 1pm-4pm I shopped it up of course at Target, payless, CVS, any place I could get my hands on. I even stopped my Pizza Hut for lunch. SHE STILL wasn't ready. By that time I was ready to strangle her....so in my head I just told her to forget it. I made up some bull**** story about having to do something, and I haven't heard from her since. Girl boo. I will walk around like this before I let you in my head.
The sad thing is I literally look like this ^^. My hair is just washed and blowdried and in a big bun. *** it. I really need to find someone else to do my hair. Ugh. I'm so glad that I don't go to hair salons anymore. This is the kinda bull that make me wanna kill them.
Here's my blog on www.simplykomplex.com to keep yall updated:
I need my hair braided. Kinky Twisted, Microbraided, it needs to be up before I have a panic attack with it. I am SOOO tired of fooling with it hence the picture above. So it's this chick who does hair. Kinky twists for $100. For one that ish is too high if you're just a regular person doing braids, plus I gotta buy the hair? They day before she asked me if I could pay her half of the $100 cuz her purse got stolen. I'm sorry but I wasn't feeling like the good Samaritan. I dunno this chick and frankly I dun give a dayum if your purse got stolen and you need some money. That's what the bank and parents are for. You ain't put your hand in my head so you gets no money from me.
WTF. So then she was supposed to do it at 11 on Sunday. At 10:45 she told me to wait til 1pm. At 1 pm she asked me to pick up some gel on my way. I'm like wtf, don't you do hair? You should have gel dang. I drove to her house, and she told me she had to move her stuff out her apartment so could I give her another 30 minutes. (Didn't you know that before I drove over here) Well 30 minutes turned into 2 hours. She called me back at 3pm and THEN told me she needed another 45 minutes to unpack her car. WTF. You need MY money, I don't need yours? So dayum unprofessional. I didn't wanna go back to the house so from 1pm-4pm I shopped it up of course at Target, payless, CVS, any place I could get my hands on. I even stopped my Pizza Hut for lunch. SHE STILL wasn't ready. By that time I was ready to strangle her....so in my head I just told her to forget it. I made up some bull**** story about having to do something, and I haven't heard from her since. Girl boo. I will walk around like this before I let you in my head.
The sad thing is I literally look like this ^^. My hair is just washed and blowdried and in a big bun. *** it. I really need to find someone else to do my hair. Ugh. I'm so glad that I don't go to hair salons anymore. This is the kinda bull that make me wanna kill them.
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But dang, this was TOO funny 
I'm like it's the inside that matters the most. 
The photographer was laughin cuz he was looking like.... really Kris 
but smilin at the same time 
erplexed
