Not to get deeper than a trench, what's the story of your hair? Relaxed, natural, texturized, whatever. What's the history of your hair?
I'll start:
I was reading an article called "Black Fuzzy Thing" by Asali Solomon and realized that I can't at all relate to many women who are going natural.
I was never afraid of getting my chemically straightened, or even getting my natural but pressed hair wet. The thought is actually laughable to me.
As a child, I often played in the rain even though it wasn't the healthiest thing for a kid to do. I never ran home to get out of the rain of fear that I'd get my hair messed up. The only "fear" I had was that I'd get my homework wet. As captain of the swim team, I've never been shy about launching myself into any pool. As a lover of the ocean, I always ran straight for the waves.
I didn't, however, have any desire to jump into the lake when I was a rowing captain. There were giant crabs there. The three feet in diameter kind. Just wan't gonna happen.
But I do understand that, for some women, this was a concern.
I was never told that my hair was nappy or uncontrollable or unmanageable, or ugly. But, of course, I have been told by people posing as stylists that I "need" a relaxer otherwise my "hair would break off." Because to them that translates to "Give me $60." Forget the fact that it's never ever broken off no matter how long I went between relaxers.
I've never had "hair envy." I've read more stories than I can count about how some women grew up watching Breck commercials and wanting their hair to look like someone else's. The more I got into haircare, the less I wanted my hair to look like anyone else's.
I'll start:
I was reading an article called "Black Fuzzy Thing" by Asali Solomon and realized that I can't at all relate to many women who are going natural.
I was never afraid of getting my chemically straightened, or even getting my natural but pressed hair wet. The thought is actually laughable to me.
As a child, I often played in the rain even though it wasn't the healthiest thing for a kid to do. I never ran home to get out of the rain of fear that I'd get my hair messed up. The only "fear" I had was that I'd get my homework wet. As captain of the swim team, I've never been shy about launching myself into any pool. As a lover of the ocean, I always ran straight for the waves.
I didn't, however, have any desire to jump into the lake when I was a rowing captain. There were giant crabs there. The three feet in diameter kind. Just wan't gonna happen.
But I do understand that, for some women, this was a concern.
I was never told that my hair was nappy or uncontrollable or unmanageable, or ugly. But, of course, I have been told by people posing as stylists that I "need" a relaxer otherwise my "hair would break off." Because to them that translates to "Give me $60." Forget the fact that it's never ever broken off no matter how long I went between relaxers.
I've never had "hair envy." I've read more stories than I can count about how some women grew up watching Breck commercials and wanting their hair to look like someone else's. The more I got into haircare, the less I wanted my hair to look like anyone else's.
