To My First Love… Hair,

Listen, you a whole mood. A masterpiece. A certified showstopper. The way you switch up got folks confused—twist-out today, 30-inch inches tomorrow, and don’t let me pull up with the box braids! Who gon’ check you?! Nobody.

You defy gravity like you ain’t got time for the nonsense. Shrinkage? That’s just you keepin’ ‘em guessing. Edges? Slicker than a smooth talker on payday. And let’s talk about the way you shine—whether you in a puff, a pineapple, or flowin’ free, you always on point.

They stay askin’, “Can I touch it?” Nah, boo, admire from a distance. This is Black Girl Luxury, this is heritage, this is magic. You been trendsetting since before trends even knew what to do with themselves.

So keep doin’ you, keep stuntin’ on ‘em, keep takin’ up space. ‘Cause you? You’re THAT girl. And I’ll love you forever.

With respect,
Your #1 Fan

Kiesha Divah