When I was little, all I wanted was for my mom to French Braid my wild red hair. To tie it down into a beautiful braid, instead of my wild red mane. Being that I had thick, tangled, curly hair, my mom would get it separated into groups to start braiding it and she’d get stuck. I just had too much hair. This had a profound effect on my psyche. From that day forward all I wanted was braids. Braids of any size, shape, style or placement. I wanted to be braided. The hippy braid, the fancy braid, the wild braid, the prom braid. I’m not picky. I like to find ways to work them into my daily life. I’d like to share a few fantastic braid inspiration images I’ve collected over the years. Braid it up girls!