Hair Today, Rogaine Tomorrow?

I wrote my initial blog Hair Distress almost 2 months ago and I am just writing a little follow up.


My hair has always been my identifier in the crowd; I have always had long luscious shinny black hair that was naturally straight. When Bryan saw the little patchy oblong spot of baldness I brushed it off, it was only a few months later when I noticed it for myself. It was horrifying to see that a bald spot on the side of my head.


I don’t have any current photos, but you can definitely see the hair follicles trying to come out. Just recently maybe a week ago I noticed a small balding spot on my hair line as well, it’s not noticeable because I part my hair straight down the middle, but when I fuss with my actual hair you can see a little gap. This spot was not like the one on the side of my head, this one was clean, no follicles in sight and it makes me cringe.


I talked to my mom when I first noticed the spotting and she said that stress can trigger it, her hair was thinning with age but there was no sign of alopecia amongst anyone on my family line.


Today, as I was reading through my junk mail, a Free People blog reviewed the benefits of Tea Tree Oil, on the bottom of the article it had a recipe for a DIY Tea Tree Scalp, they’ve stated that tea tree oil will promote hair re-growth. I am hoping, crossing all fingers, toes, legs and arms hoping that this will ease my nervous mind. Wish me luck, I will post updates soon!



Here’s the recipe!

DIY Tea Tree Scalp Oil


10-15 drops tea tree oil

Carrier oil (jojoba, olive, avocado, almond…)

Resealable light-blocking bottle

Fill your glass bottle 3/4 of the way full with your carrier oil. Add the tea tree oil and mix.

To use: Warm a few drops of tea tree mixture between your palms. Massage oil into scalp. Leave on for an hour or two or up to overnight, then shampoo and condition as normal. Repeat regularly to stimulate the scalp, promote hair growth and keep scalp problems, like dandruff, away.

Source: Wellness Encyclopedia: Talking Tea Tree + Hydrating Hair Oil


Road Trippp

Last week Bryan and I took an Anniversary Vacation and it was definitely memorable!


With our new schedules, we’ve been able to spend a lot more time together but this time together was very much needed. We packed up our fur babies, Dakota and Kodiak along with 4 days of clothing and off we went. Bryan’s parents live in LA so we use their home as a base camp, spending our first day and night before a very long drive to San Francisco!


Road Trip Do’s and Don’t’s

  • DO top off all your fluids in your car – You don’t want to overheat anything
  • DO bring your own water – Gas Stations charge 25 cents for Ice Cups
  • DO bring sun protection – Sunglasses and Sun Block
  • DO bring hand sanitizing wipes or gel – We were in a Gas Station where the toilet had flies
  • DO have good tunes Driving for long periods of time can be draining, good music always helps
  • DO use the restroom at every stop Go even if you don’t need to, it’ll save you from the pain later
  • Do keep your navigational devices and phones charged – It will not be fun to have dead electronics
  • Do have treats for those fur babies if they get a little restless. Fortunately Kodiak and Dakota slept through the drive.
  • DO NOT over spend on snacks – I learned the hard way, Bryan and I took turns driving to San Francisco and we honestly did not have time to eat snacks along the way, someone was always sleeping
  • DO NOT use your card at remote gas stations – I carried cash specifically for this reason
  • DO NOT be a “Negative Nancy” – Road trips are long and tiring but the journey is the best part


Road Trips in general can be very stressful, make sure you are driving a reliable car that you know can make the journey to your destination. It’s fucking terrifying to drive in brand new city and not know if your car will make the drive through. Especially with short trips you want to make it every single stop and listen to your schedule, but what’s the point? You shouldn’t hurry to get to your destination, because the journey is the best part.

Women Against Rape

I cried yesterday, cried at my desk and thought how cruel the world could be. How innocence and self love can be tainted by an act that can never be forgotten.


You might all know her story by now, a twenty-three year old woman raped and assaulted by a 19 year old “swim star.” The outcome of the trial was disgusting, degrading and absolutely horrific. To give a rapist a 6 month sentence in jail?! That’s absolutely absurd; the punishment did not fit the crime in any way. How this judge was able to do this, how was he able to determine the severity of the crime?


Perhaps if this 19 year old “man” was Black, Mexican, or Asian, this ruling would sway a different way?


According to the judge, “A prison sentence would have a severe impact on him (the rapist Brock Allen Turner). I think he will not be a danger to others.”


Not a danger to others?! He raped a woman who was drunk and could not fend for herself let alone consent to having sex behind a dumpster? This is how sociopaths are created; they get away with their first crime and feel as if they can do it over and over again. I would rather no other woman figure out the hard way whether or not he is a danger to society. The bullshit he stating about going from school to school to educate others on drinking is a hard laugh. What school would allow a sex offender to walk the halls with their students to educate them on how not to rape?! I think that no one will heed advice from the likes of Turner.


This is my message from me to Turner:


What kind of world are you living where you felt as if your actions were dignified? Who taught you that it was okay for you to take advantage of a incoherent woman who instead of raping you could have helped? You are a swim hero but now you’ll forever be branded as a rapist. Guess what, it wasn’t her fault, it was all yours. From an early age we are taught the difference between right and wrong, what happened in your upbringing? Did your parents let you get away with whatever you wanted? Were you always told that you can do no wrong? Imagine if you had a daughter and she went to a party and she was assaulted? Would you blame her? Ask that of your parents, if it were the other way around how would they feel? I don’t want you to ever get out of jail, I don’t want to know that you’re back with the rest of society. You disgust me and you disgust the rest of the world, stay in jail, go to prison. You are an absolute disgrace to everyone and I say everyone. I hope that when you’re in jail you look back at what you did and realize the severity of your actions. How it could have been prevented if you were a real man and not a boy. How dare you hurt a woman and belittle the trauma that she has felt and will forever feel. You are what is wrong with society, you are a rapist, understand that.


To the courageous young woman who let her story be told, I am sorry, I am sorry that this happened to you, I am sorry that the ruling wasn’t fair, I am sorry for your pain. There are countless strangers who have read your story and praise your strength. I hope you don’t’ let what happened to you determine your self worth because you are more than this! We stand by you forever and always.

Sister, Sister

Being a teenager in the early 00’s was pretty horrific, being a teen in any era must have been horrific. The non-stop anxiety of whether or not you were good enough, pretty enough, skinny enough. Thinking about it makes me want to revert into a fetal position.


You can describe my sense of style at the age of 15 as punk-ish and I believe the term was “scene queen,” I look back at my choice of outfits now and I wonder why my parents let me leave the house! I mean I sewed my jeans skinny, way before skinny jeans were in. I layered multi color pearls around my neck and adorned my white jacket with safety pins, band pins and patches. I don’t know about you but I thought I looked pretty cute. I even cut my hair short and razored the very top to look cooler. My make up was very minimal when it came to face powder, but my eyeliner and lashes were wicked scene.


Even in my garb I always found myself fascinated with the love of fashion and style. I read Teen Vogue religiously and watched as new trends moved forward, ultimately helping me find my sense of me. My very very first style icons had to be Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen. I mean I was growing up as they were, just a lot richer. Let’s enjoy these amazing fashion moments that is Mary-Kate and Ashley!