African Hair

Yesterday, Rachel and I decided since we were living in Africa we need to get our hair done like some African women. My hair is now longer than it has ever been in my life and completely braided. It took like six hours and the ladies that did it for us spoke no English at all. But boy was it quite the experience.

For those of you that know me at all know that I love my hair. I know that it does not always look super amazing, but I try my hardest to keep it looking nice. But hair is very difficult to keep hair looking nice in all this heat and humidity. So braids seem to be a very reasonable solution.

Part of the process. 

Okay, but get this. We are sitting there just getting our hair braided and all of a sudden they pull out this flame. They basically ran every braid through the flame. I tried to ask them if it would damage my hair before, but I am not real sure they understood what I was asking them. But I just hoped that they wouldn’t do anything that they knew would damage my hair. So here is to hoping that my hair is not completely ruined when I take the braids out!

The flame! 

So far I have enjoyed having my hair braided, but I have absolutely no idea what to do with it. After they added all the new hair in my hair is much thicker than normal. I can barely even get my hand all the way around the pony tail. So I will probably just put it on the top of my head like every day. I am enjoying Africa everyday more and more!

All done! 

Ashley P!