NappturalWomyn
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I try not to go on rants, but on my day off it is completely warranted. I went to the Indian grocery store a couple of days ago to get some wheat chapati and I just decided to walk around and look for some rose syrup for drinks (trust me, it's good). I came across the toiletries and all the powders and oils I keep reading about in the Ayurvedic challenges.
So, I read the info on the boxes, and figured why not. I bought some amla, brahmi, shakakai, aritha, and neem powders. Then, I bought some vatika coconut oil, dabur amla oil, and some Nyle hair oil (it's a pale tan oil with a plastic pole in the middle of the bottle that has indigo, amla, henna, vetiver, etc and it infuses the oil without the mess). The Indian lady at the counter looked at me and my afro and my bounty said I wouldn't be sorry.
I was pensive at first because I was so tired for the trial and error. It is too frustrating and expensive.
I got home, and went back to the forum and looked for some recipes. Some were teas, some were pastes. So, I tried one by a girl named keisha? (sorry if I am off, I can't remember her whole name, but thank you just the same): I took two tablespoons of amla, brahmi, and shakakai and added 4 cups of water (boiled first then cooled). I then took the oils and mixed them together for two cups worth. After letting the brew sit overnight, I combined the two and placed the mix in two empty seltzer bottles (made too much)...
So, I pre-pooed with the Nyle and Vatika. Then, detangled. Then, I added the new wash and left it alone for one hour. ((nervous))
So, I then rinsed it out with hot water for the five minutes. Then, I used some Organics Kiddie Conditioner (yup, kiddie conditioner. I figured kids hair grows so darn fast, why not?) left over with brahmi oil put in (because the brahmi box said it was a revitalizer so...) for about 20 minutes with some heat ((biting lip watching VH1-I know desperate). Rinsed with cool water. Airdried. Touched hair.
WHAT TOOK ME SO LONG? THIS IS AWESOME. MY HAIR IS AWESOME!!
Alas, not all good news. I went back to the black beauty supply store. I was cheesing a little bit and touching my hair a lot. I know, it was wrong.
I was looking for more kiddie conditioner. I tried to not be offended by baby jelly (vaseline with a blue label on it) or the baby grease (which is so full of garbarge you are better off using old bacon grease on your kid),
and picked it up. I walked around the store just to see my past mistakes.
I walked and saw brand after brand of stuff that either smelled bad, dried my hair out, made me flammable, itchy, break out, or a combination of all of the above. The girl working the weave section looked like she had gorgeous hair, until I saw the glue. It was so depressing.
The rather large woman with no hair working in the front was totally rude and nasty to me, but completely angelic to her fellow church member. This is the one BSS owned by black people in town, the others are part of the Korean syndicate, so I was trying to be supportive. This is not the first time this woman has been a bit less than congenial, but it's not my fault that you chose this shift and me walking up the counter is interrupting both your gospel that is blaring over the PA system and your Springer on the TV (don't ask).
Behind me were two women with hair covered up and weaves in hand and Pink lotion, and I just couldn't take it. I grabbed my conditoner, left the change, and just left.
Sometimes I am really convinced the whole black hair industry is just designed to keep you bald, broke, and bitter. Between Optimum Care, Elasta QP, CON, Pink garbarge, ORS, African pride my arse, Africa's best my arse, Black and Sassy (NO), Hawaiian Silky (NOT), Stay So Phony, I was on the verge of going bald. I dug up the razors and clippers and had every intention of going bald for Halloween. No lie. No josh.
The shea butters were making everything worse. As for natural products, been there too. I tried Nasabb, Nu Gro, Gro Aut, Carol's Daughter, Komaza, Oyin. I didn't get to Karen's or My Honey Child. I was just annoyed. In some defense, Qhemet has some decen stuff. I kept the Olive and Honey Balm and the sample of Ghee.
I even tried emu oil concotions.
My hair was like: :hardslap: GET THIS DEAD BIRD OFF ME NOW!
I am starting to think it's just a big old conspiracy. Everything had (except the natural stuff) water and mineral oil as the first ingredients, or stuff preserved in mineral oil. Is that all we deserve?
It's so sad. You don't see white women, or Asian women, or Hispanic women, or Indian women with non existent ponytails...You don't see Puerto Rican guys with S-curls.
Why is it that we are the one group of people that spend the most money on the worst stuff ever for hair? One person asked me why some black women use hair products. "Horses aren't bald. Think about it. If you put that mess they sell to us and claim is ethnic on any other race of women, they would be ********** or a mop of grease, and the horses too."
I am now officially on a voyage to India. I am an Ayruvedic convert, an Ayruvedia Angel. I am never going back to the ethnic section, or to the BS BSS again (well, except for kiddie conditioner, my bad-if it's at Wally World or Target, no more BS BSS).
I write this because if there is any lady afraid to try this regimen, don't be. It is the best move I made on my hair in a long time. I spent a total of $10 for powders, and $ 20 for oils. Cheap in comparision to the hundreds I flushed on snake oil.
I wasn't sure where to put this, so I thought here. I want to thank all the ladies that use the ayruvedic methods like CandyC, Sareca, etc. who inspired me to take the plunge.
Peace.
So, I read the info on the boxes, and figured why not. I bought some amla, brahmi, shakakai, aritha, and neem powders. Then, I bought some vatika coconut oil, dabur amla oil, and some Nyle hair oil (it's a pale tan oil with a plastic pole in the middle of the bottle that has indigo, amla, henna, vetiver, etc and it infuses the oil without the mess). The Indian lady at the counter looked at me and my afro and my bounty said I wouldn't be sorry.
I was pensive at first because I was so tired for the trial and error. It is too frustrating and expensive.
I got home, and went back to the forum and looked for some recipes. Some were teas, some were pastes. So, I tried one by a girl named keisha? (sorry if I am off, I can't remember her whole name, but thank you just the same): I took two tablespoons of amla, brahmi, and shakakai and added 4 cups of water (boiled first then cooled). I then took the oils and mixed them together for two cups worth. After letting the brew sit overnight, I combined the two and placed the mix in two empty seltzer bottles (made too much)...
So, I pre-pooed with the Nyle and Vatika. Then, detangled. Then, I added the new wash and left it alone for one hour. ((nervous))
So, I then rinsed it out with hot water for the five minutes. Then, I used some Organics Kiddie Conditioner (yup, kiddie conditioner. I figured kids hair grows so darn fast, why not?) left over with brahmi oil put in (because the brahmi box said it was a revitalizer so...) for about 20 minutes with some heat ((biting lip watching VH1-I know desperate). Rinsed with cool water. Airdried. Touched hair.
WHAT TOOK ME SO LONG? THIS IS AWESOME. MY HAIR IS AWESOME!!
Alas, not all good news. I went back to the black beauty supply store. I was cheesing a little bit and touching my hair a lot. I know, it was wrong.
I was looking for more kiddie conditioner. I tried to not be offended by baby jelly (vaseline with a blue label on it) or the baby grease (which is so full of garbarge you are better off using old bacon grease on your kid),
and picked it up. I walked around the store just to see my past mistakes.
I walked and saw brand after brand of stuff that either smelled bad, dried my hair out, made me flammable, itchy, break out, or a combination of all of the above. The girl working the weave section looked like she had gorgeous hair, until I saw the glue. It was so depressing.
The rather large woman with no hair working in the front was totally rude and nasty to me, but completely angelic to her fellow church member. This is the one BSS owned by black people in town, the others are part of the Korean syndicate, so I was trying to be supportive. This is not the first time this woman has been a bit less than congenial, but it's not my fault that you chose this shift and me walking up the counter is interrupting both your gospel that is blaring over the PA system and your Springer on the TV (don't ask).
Behind me were two women with hair covered up and weaves in hand and Pink lotion, and I just couldn't take it. I grabbed my conditoner, left the change, and just left.
Sometimes I am really convinced the whole black hair industry is just designed to keep you bald, broke, and bitter. Between Optimum Care, Elasta QP, CON, Pink garbarge, ORS, African pride my arse, Africa's best my arse, Black and Sassy (NO), Hawaiian Silky (NOT), Stay So Phony, I was on the verge of going bald. I dug up the razors and clippers and had every intention of going bald for Halloween. No lie. No josh.
The shea butters were making everything worse. As for natural products, been there too. I tried Nasabb, Nu Gro, Gro Aut, Carol's Daughter, Komaza, Oyin. I didn't get to Karen's or My Honey Child. I was just annoyed. In some defense, Qhemet has some decen stuff. I kept the Olive and Honey Balm and the sample of Ghee.
I even tried emu oil concotions.
My hair was like: :hardslap: GET THIS DEAD BIRD OFF ME NOW!
I am starting to think it's just a big old conspiracy. Everything had (except the natural stuff) water and mineral oil as the first ingredients, or stuff preserved in mineral oil. Is that all we deserve?
It's so sad. You don't see white women, or Asian women, or Hispanic women, or Indian women with non existent ponytails...You don't see Puerto Rican guys with S-curls.
Why is it that we are the one group of people that spend the most money on the worst stuff ever for hair? One person asked me why some black women use hair products. "Horses aren't bald. Think about it. If you put that mess they sell to us and claim is ethnic on any other race of women, they would be ********** or a mop of grease, and the horses too."
I am now officially on a voyage to India. I am an Ayruvedic convert, an Ayruvedia Angel. I am never going back to the ethnic section, or to the BS BSS again (well, except for kiddie conditioner, my bad-if it's at Wally World or Target, no more BS BSS).
I write this because if there is any lady afraid to try this regimen, don't be. It is the best move I made on my hair in a long time. I spent a total of $10 for powders, and $ 20 for oils. Cheap in comparision to the hundreds I flushed on snake oil.
I wasn't sure where to put this, so I thought here. I want to thank all the ladies that use the ayruvedic methods like CandyC, Sareca, etc. who inspired me to take the plunge.
Peace.
