cocosweet
Well-Known Member
Here's what I mean; my hair is creeping toward BSL. Lord willing, the longest layers should be there by Thanksgiving. For the most part, I keep my hair in styles that don't show the full length, mostly because straightening it takes so much time.
The other part is that I don't enjoy being a spectacle which is what I become when I display my length. I've ended up in long drawn out conversations in grocery store aisles from someone wanting to know what all I do to get it to grow only to disappoint them because my routine is so not complicated. Then they want to know who else in my immediate family has long hair. To their disappointment the answer is no one. Not mom, not sis, not granny.
When I was little, I remember my father had one of his friends over to the house. Friend comments on my hair which was a little past apl then. Then they both go on about how a woman's hair is her glory and how I should never, neeever cut it. So of course once I hit my teens, I got a hair cut the first chance I got. I was freaked at other people's (esp. strangers) emotional response to my hair. I still am.
Fast forward to last April. I'm in the salon to get my hair braided for my wedding. I wanted a no fuss style, so I opted for a cornrowed bun. Of course, they wanted me to straighten my hair. I should show all my length off and make the other girls jealous they said. I can't wear braids to my wedding they said. I simply said, "Of course I can. Its my wedding!" Furthermore, I am in competition with no one. Prior to my going to the shop, my aunt actually called and left a message w/ mom to tell me that she didn't want me to have braided hair at my wedding. I wanted to call and ask her "Why do you care so much?!" I did not.
So even when I do straighten it, my knee jerk response is to put my hair up because quite frankly I don't want to hear any of it. Its gotten old and makes me feel really objectified.
How can I get past those feelings? I like my hair, just not the BS that accompanies it.
Sorry this was so long!
The other part is that I don't enjoy being a spectacle which is what I become when I display my length. I've ended up in long drawn out conversations in grocery store aisles from someone wanting to know what all I do to get it to grow only to disappoint them because my routine is so not complicated. Then they want to know who else in my immediate family has long hair. To their disappointment the answer is no one. Not mom, not sis, not granny.
When I was little, I remember my father had one of his friends over to the house. Friend comments on my hair which was a little past apl then. Then they both go on about how a woman's hair is her glory and how I should never, neeever cut it. So of course once I hit my teens, I got a hair cut the first chance I got. I was freaked at other people's (esp. strangers) emotional response to my hair. I still am.
Fast forward to last April. I'm in the salon to get my hair braided for my wedding. I wanted a no fuss style, so I opted for a cornrowed bun. Of course, they wanted me to straighten my hair. I should show all my length off and make the other girls jealous they said. I can't wear braids to my wedding they said. I simply said, "Of course I can. Its my wedding!" Furthermore, I am in competition with no one. Prior to my going to the shop, my aunt actually called and left a message w/ mom to tell me that she didn't want me to have braided hair at my wedding. I wanted to call and ask her "Why do you care so much?!" I did not.
So even when I do straighten it, my knee jerk response is to put my hair up because quite frankly I don't want to hear any of it. Its gotten old and makes me feel really objectified.
How can I get past those feelings? I like my hair, just not the BS that accompanies it.
Sorry this was so long!