I'm MAD.  In fact, I'm stark raving vex!  Now to answer your question, yes I've always been MAD, from the time I was a youth to now, a woman in her mid 20s, I've had quite the scowl on my face.  It all started when I was a likkle girl.  I am red, my Mom is white.  Now growing up with a white Mum, I didn't have a chance... with my hair that is.  Mum would take one long hard look at my dirty blondish brown afro and shake her head. 

"Let's go to get you a haircut", I would often hear her say.  Mum couldn't braid or cornrow to save her life and putting a curly haired chile in front of her really didn't help my cause.  This meant bye bye to any small kind of growth I had going on, on top meh head.  Everytime I would go to the hairdresser's, I would walk out with about three inches of hair left on my head and a negative three on the scale of dignity.  I remember my Father constantly steupsing and sighing at the sight of his only daughter without long hair.  I'm sure if he knew how to plait, I would have been saved.  Thus spawned my childhood of being constantly made fun of and called a boy (and also my ability to kick some bam when I have to!).

As if that wasn't enough to be MAD about, I'm short.  Not pygmy short, but short nonetheless. As a youth, I saw my feet grow but not much else.  Today, I stand at 5 feet 2.5 inches (yes, the flippin .5 is important!) with a size 9 foot.  Sexiness is not what you will see when I wear short skirts and pumps.  I look like a rabbit with them size feet! 

So, now you know why I'm vex.  I would give away more details about myself but this is only the first entry and I want to keep you guessing and reading!  So feel free to comment about anything.  Are you MAD too? You and I should talk... keep the comments rolling!


-Mad Red Woman