There Were So Many Pretty

Hair Excited Me. As The Old Ways - Backcombing, Rollers And Rigidity - Went Out Of The Window, I Started To Feel The Possibilities In Front Of My Eyes.

I Was A Bit Of A Rebel.

Like Most Ghetto Kids I Knew It Was Important To Be 'somebody' So I Became A Good Soccer Player, Because Excelling At A Sport Seemed To Make You Special.

I Was All About My Thoughts, My Work, My Inspiration. I Was Always In Hair.

I'm A Great Jazz Fan.