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I Agree With R. Kelly

Some of you may know that I quit my job to go back to school and pursue my dream goals of writing and launching my natural hair styling business. I have been greeted with a varied response toward my decision, however I just refuse to allow any of them to deter me from pressing on and pushing forward, regardless of how grueling it may become.
I wanted to share with you the site that I am still working on but have no choice but to post if I want to start generating some business:
Kinks Natural Hair Styling (there it is, my shameless PR attempt).
While it (much like myself) is a work in progress, I am very proud of my efforts. So please do pass the word along if you know of any one who is interested in getting a snazzy do at an affordable price.
Now, in reference to R. Kelly...his debut single after going solo was a song called Bump and Grind. He starts off belting loudly that he doesn't see anything wrong with a little bump and grind. Although he was singing about nookie, he wailed his case during the intro of the song as if he were pleading with this woman (or women or adolescent knowing R. Kelly's track record). Later her remixed version he crooned in a gentle whisper repetitiously "You know I don't see nothing wrong, with a little bump and grind baby". This song came out when I was about twelve years old and I had a good handle of what "Bump and Grind" was but I never really related to the song (for good reason... come on guys, I was TWELVE). Now as an adult, I'm not sure if I'm an advocate for the context in which he meant the expression but I can say that I stay up until about 2AM each morning working on my website and marketing. I believe that allows me to say that I am doing my fair share of grinding. As for the bumps? There will be bumps in the road... but the grinding shall continue.

"Hold Fast To Your Dreams...."

Remember to visit my site! wwww.kinkshairstyling.com

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