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What childhood products did you use

  • Royal crown

    Votes: 8 20.5%
  • Blue majic

    Votes: 29 74.4%
  • posner products

    Votes: 2 5.1%
  • glover's products

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • Total voters
    39
  • Poll closed .

hurricane

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Remember when you used to get you hair done at home hot combs burning on the gas stove, ear, neck, and forhead burns. I get butter put on my burns:lachen:. Then when it got to hard for mama, I went to Mrs. Johnson's who didn't belive in relaxers, she had lost alot of business. She would wash my hair stick me under that hooded dryer for hours, until my head looked like buckwheat:lachen:. Snatch my head and began to press and pull until my hair was straight. Very painful process every two weeks. I didn't get a relaxer until I was in the 8th grade. Blue magic, royal crown, glover's whatever it is. My grandmother called it dog mange if that is how you spell it.

I applaude you natural sisters with your butters and hair treatments. If we knew then what we know now I would have stayed natural but most of us where miss educated about our hair.

Tell me about you childhood haircare......:grin:
 
I got my first blow dry in Kindergarten:ohwell: I was *still am* tenderheaded and would have sweated out the press from crying by the time my mom or Ms Jeanine got done w/my hair. My BFF used to call me Tigger because I always had these blonde fluffy tufts of hair on the side of my head (edges) that wouldn't stay straight longer than 20 minutes! I remember one time my mom was pressing my hair and I heard something snap and I cried and screamed OUCH!! only to find out it was her watch band popping open:look::lachen:she hadn't even touched me.

Did anybody else's underarms itch when they got burned?:lachen:
 
Flashback...I can remember sitting in the kitchen smelling that burnt hair smell as my mother was pressing my hair. She would wash my hair the night before and put it in several braids. She would unbraid one braid at a time and press it. She used blue magic and royal crown. She done this for years (every two weeks). I later went to a hairdresser who did not care if you were tender headed. I have to admit, she was very good. I can remember the shrinkage of those braids and the length of my hair after it was pressed. I also did not get a relaxer until 8th grade. :drunk:
 
i used to pull this tall ugly tan chair in the kitchen and have a paper towle ready for my ears. my mom would hot comb my hair and it would be so long and thick. she didnt burn me too often because she knew how to bend the comb just right. that was when my hair was healthy. i didnt have a perm or relaxer back then. that was when blue majic and pink oisturemister(i couldnt say oil moisturiser) were my friends.
 
I got my first blow dry in Kindergarten:ohwell: I was *still am* tenderheaded and would have sweated out the press from crying by the time my mom or Ms Jeanine got done w/my hair. My BFF used to call me Tigger because I always had these blonde fluffy tufts of hair on the side of my head (edges) that wouldn't stay straight longer than 20 minutes! I remember one time my mom was pressing my hair and I heard something snap and I cried and screamed OUCH!! only to find out it was her watch band popping open:look::lachen:she hadn't even touched me.

Did anybody else's underarms itch when they got burned?:lachen:
YES!:lachen: my underarms always itched when my mother pressed my hair, and she never did burn me. it was just the fear.:perplexed
 
I used Posner and Blue Magic - I actually have warm thoughts about this period in my life :grin: I was in primary school and my aunts would chase me down to get my hair done for Monday:lol:
 
Oh yes i Remember The Blue Majic!

Can I just say my dad still uses this stuff? I think he may be single-handedly keeping them in business:lachen:

ETA: This is how ol' school my daddy is... I remember one time in HS my mom was relaxing my hair and my dad walked in and said "Now what the hell is that, a process?" Who still calls it that?
 
I think my mama stopped pressing my hair after a while. I was so sensitive/tender headed and hated burns. I remember we used royal crown or blue majic or really the ladies used blue magic and my dad used royal crown but when we ran out (my mama, ma and my sisters= 4 ladies = used up products easily) then we would use his stuff :yep: lol.
 
Can I just say my dad still uses this stuff? I think he may be single-handedly keeping them in business:lachen:

ETA: This is how ol' school my daddy is... I remember one time in HS my mom was relaxing my hair and my dad walked in and said "Now what the hell is that, a process? Who still calls it that?



LOL ARE YOU SERIOUS????

MY DAD USES IT EVERYDAY FAITHFULLY TOO:lachen::lachen:
EVERYDAY!! This is Just Too Funny!
 
I remember the white gas stove, blue magic grease, glover's mane in a dark brown bottle...looking like medicine you did not want near your mouth or nose, the big red comb my mom loved to pop me upside the head anytime i would move from being burned on the scalp and ear. her favorite thing to say was, "it's not the comb it's the heat"! One day, my mom pressed my hair....that blue magic got soooo dogg on hot, it fell right on my leg or shoulder...it was so long ago! I was so traumatized! i've stayed jumping at the site of the comb! and i still got hit w/ the big red comb! my granny was the best presser but she'd only pressed my hair once maybe twice. oh, how saturday nights were some long nights.
i remember getting my hair pressed one night and while watching dicovery channel...one of them channels, they were saying how the world was going to do a switch, hurricanes where hurricanes don't ususally happen, tornandos, earthquakes, following suite. i'm sitting in between my mom getting my hair pressed worried about earth and my scalp...i thought i was really in a world or trouble....and likewise, that mess did not even happen!
 
My mom never used a hot comb on me till i asked her too my junior yr of highschool, other than that i wore alot of braid outs or flat twist or roller sets.. and bluemagic when she would cornrow my hair
 
My mother used to use pantene shampoo and conditioner and royal crown grease on me. If not royal crown, then dixie peach grease. I liked the dixi peach more :)


My mother couldn't really press my hair that well ... it was too thick and coarse :lachen: I always got braids.

The first time I got a "real" press I was around 13 and it was by a hairstylist.

When my hair was natural, without pressing the longest it got was a very uneven apl, and even that was short lived!
 
Ya'll so crazy. Crown royal was the grease of choice for me. Oh and I forgot about the braids. I would wear beads or foil paper at the ends to keep it from unravelling. I read the post about the young lady watching discovery channel and seeing news about hurricanes. That is why I use the name I'm on the Texas Gulf Coast and we just had TS Eduord come through.

I'm a 70's baby no cable, no discovery. Just zenith consoles on the floor that did not work. Had a black/and white TV on top with foil paper on the antennas watching soul train. NO AC, had a window unit that we did not use because it would make the light bill too high. I could go on just wanted to share about the good ole hair days.
 
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Wow, what memories. I used to HATE getting my hair washed and pressed! I knew it was going to be a bad evening when my mother gave my hair "that look" during dinner. I remember being so small that she would have me lay on the kitchen counter with my head in the sink while she washed it. She had this one-setting blow dryer (this is back in the 60s) and she would dry it section by section and twist it up to keep it out of the way. Then it was down to the basement where we had a gas stove that was used for nothing else except heating the evil comb. She'd have the yellow Ultra Sheen jar and the hot comb and the paper towel. I sat in my old high chair (had narrow butt, so I still fit) and we would be down there for a couple of hours, me trying to read and her trying to get me to keep my head up, only coming upstairs to gulp some non-fried air - what a way to kill an evening. Y'know, I miss those days....
 
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Lawd yall done made me post :grin:. I remember the spread man bringing the blue magic and royal crown (that's who my granny bought her stuff from) He used to come up in a brown and tan station wagon. Granny used a hot plate and her towel that she rubbed the comb on before she pressed my hair and had me put the grease lids on my ears. My forehead was so greasy.

Oh and about the tv how about the tv with the pliers to turn the tv and the clothes hangers to make sure the 3 channels came in good oh and the foil on the hanger ends.:grin:

I am a 70's baby and I would not change it for the world.
records, double dutch with the hose pipe, rubbing ur finger over the needle to make the record play right, red light green light, 7 minutes in heaven, eating cucumbers right out the field lawd them were the days oh sorry yall I was having my own private flash back bye bye...:lachen:
 
I hated getting my hair pressed because i would always get burned !
My hair was mid back length stretched and kinky as all get out !
I would hide under the table whenever I saw my mom putting that devil comb on the stove
 
I got my first blow dry in Kindergarten:ohwell: I was *still am* tenderheaded and would have sweated out the press from crying by the time my mom or Ms Jeanine got done w/my hair. My BFF used to call me Tigger because I always had these blonde fluffy tufts of hair on the side of my head (edges) that wouldn't stay straight longer than 20 minutes! I remember one time my mom was pressing my hair and I heard something snap and I cried and screamed OUCH!! only to find out it was her watch band popping open:look::lachen:she hadn't even touched me.

Did anybody else's underarms itch when they got burned?:lachen:


i literally laughed out loud at that one! i thought it was just me!:lachen:
 
Doggone memories! I thought childhood memories s'posed to be all happy and rainbows and cotton candy and jelly beans and ish. :rolleyes: Naw, I got burning hot metal comb memories. My hair caused me continuous pain all through my childhood. We did have grease, but I think my parents tried to get fancy and get stuff with carrot/olive/coconut oil written on the bottle. Still was primarily petroleum jelly. But I don't think we often used any of the choices in the poll.

Doggone pressing comb. I only had a relaxer for 4 or 5 years, went natural before my 18th b-day, so you know how my hair was getting straight all the rest of the time. My mother couldn't really do it so we sometimes went to the salon, sometimes she paid her sister (who had been licensed) a little bit to do it, sometimes some random friend of the family. Whoever did it, always hurt like hell. I mean, dang, it's a flaming hot metal comb ripping through my tangles and kinks. How that ish not supposed to hurt?! *looks to horizon* so many years, so many tears *music plays*
 
Doggone pressing comb. I only had a relaxer for 4 or 5 years, went natural before my 18th b-day, so you know how my hair was getting straight all the rest of the time. My mother couldn't really do it so we sometimes went to the salon, sometimes she paid her sister (who had been licensed) a little bit to do it, sometimes some random friend of the family. Whoever did it, always hurt like hell. I mean, dang, it's a flaming hot metal comb ripping through my tangles and kinks. How that ish not supposed to hurt?! *looks to horizon* so many years, so many tears *music plays*

Bwahaaaaaa! :lachen:

I did'nt get too many presses. Momma worked with my natural hair for the most part. There were some special days though, like Easter and picture day when she would bust out the hot comb and curlers.
Yep, I had the greasy forehead and the burnt ears, even though Momma said "I'm not gonna burn you" every time I flinched! :ohwell:
 
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