A day at the salon.
Nothing beats a day at the salon. Getting my hair did,generally getting pampered and feeling like a madam at the top and completely forgetting whatever problems I may have carried into the salon. Ok quick confession, It isn’t all so rosy with 3 people tugging and pulling my 3” long hair. It pained oh. And the noise? They were chatting along and not giving a care that they were on my head. Makes me miss my short hair. I’ve been thinking of going back to my TWA after this biko. I cant deal. Now, one thing i know you cannot take away from the average Nigerian salon is the gist. Lots of gist, then there must be a nollywood movie playing (or gist about a Nigerian feem ) and there is the occasional smelly armpit over your head while your hair gets washed. While i was there, most of the gist was centered around Nkechi, Lily, Ugochi (all ladies I do not know) I learnt a little something about “that fine aunty wey get that red car” and that ...