Last nite, the hubby's friend was over and he asked me what was I gonna to do my hair when I take my braids down? I asked him what did he mean. He says you're gonna relax it right? I said no I'm not. He says If you were my wife you would have to change your hair for me because I couldn't be seen with you in public. I told him "Well Thank GOD for small favors as I'm not your wife and no man is gonna tell how to wear what grows out of my head" He told hubby he didn't see how he could stand my nappy hair. He said he likes a woman with long straight neat hair. The nerve of some. I got up and went in my room before I called everything but a child of GOD




