When I come home and let my fro out, I feel the same sense of freedom as I do when I take my bra off.

This is how I walk around the house most of the time. The boyfriend keeps saying I should rock it this way in public. I give him the side eye of death. That would be a no. I’ll rock my fro all day but it needs to be patted down and shaped. I would love for it to have a more rounded look  but I’m not allowed to trim my ends because I need them frizzy to aid in the locking process. So it will remain “untamed.”

Most of this past week, I pulled it up into a puff and patted it down. I love my poofie.