Outer inward appearance s

I want a man to love me for who I am. Not for what I look like or how I appear to be. Even so I still want perfect skin. Puberty was not nice to me or my confidence. I know that even with acne and blemishes that I am still beautiful, yet the insecurity arises with each bump. I feel like no matter how pretty I am, people are going to focus on the newest pimple on my face that just had to appear before I plan to go out. Go figure. Even now I am in the pursuit of perfect skin. After most products have failed me, my latest attempts has led me to  microdermabrasion.  I saw results after the first treatment. Today was my second treatment. The results are definitely obvious. Still have two more to go. I will see how it looks after all four are done. So far it is worth the money and the pain.

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These days…

I find myself very obsessed with my hair. I have been natural long before the entire natural hair craze hit the african american community. I love my hair, the texture of it but I am lazy. I don’t like to take the time to style it and too many run ins with a beautician that didn’t understand the delicacy of black hair has scared me to let anyone but my mom or sister near my tresses. So I watch a bunch of do it yourself videos on youtube trying to find styles that I can do myself. But either these styles don’t look good with the shape of my face or only lasts a few days. The softness on my hair means any free hairstyles will only last one day. In high school I loved wearing an afro puff. I braided and rolled my hair every night, took it down for fabulous hair every day. Unfortunately, that hair style is not for the work place. (Sad I know). So most times I keep my hair in braid styles, which is a shame…