So, I did this a few weeks ago. The annual warm weather purge of old hair.
The quiet, steady buzz of the razor, a no. 2, removing most of what was. 162 more words
You had gone to the salon that Sunday evening to let go of your weaves and wash your hair. You could have used a razor blade to cut the thread the hairdresser used to stitch the weaves to your hair while staring at the mirror in your bedroom. 4,350 more words