Growing up in London i’ve always sported a short edgy crop. I would dye my hair a variety of different colours every other month. Some days I might wake up and have an uncontrolled urge to go pink or blue or just for the heck of it, green. However, the more I started travelling back to Nigeria I became very aware of hair. It was everywhere, long luscious bouncy hair. I stuck to my crop as long as I could until one day I decided to venture down the path of.. a weave on!! *gasp*




