I was doing some random photo organizing and ran across my hair folder and just look at how different my hair looks then and now.
Per request from some CC readers. I’m a mess in this one so don’t yall laugh….
I got an email from a reader (I didn’t even know that many people read this blog, HA!) who wanted to know what I looked like with jet black hair.
The story behind the blue/black hair…
I wanted something different. And something unexpected. So in the summer of….’06 I bought a box of some black hair color and dyed the roots.
My silly behind should have probably gotten a rinse but I didn’t even consider that.
It looked a little better in an afro puff.
I would wear these insane fro hawks to class. I really felt like a bad ass with the jet black hair. But after a good month I got sick of it. As to not damage my hair, I didn’t re-color again until 3-4 months later.
They say once you go black, you’ll never go back.
That may be true for men but not for hair coloring. LOL…..I’m just sayin’.
Peace and loc’ve
I know, I know….I haven’t done an update in 34 years. But I’m back!
The locs have turned 3 months old on March 14. Yay!!! Somehow I feel like they should be older than that considering I have one loc that is COMPLETELY loc’d but whatev. LOL!
No really…this loc is a serious loc.
Before I took my trip to Los Angeles, I re-twisted my hair. I am getting better at palm rolling (I’ll go into details about how to do that later). Every time I twist my hair, I can’t help but think how easy it is. It will be HARD going back to my loctician simply because I am saving a good $80 every time I do my own hair.
Not that those $80 ain’t worth it. I mean….yall know how much I treasure the hair appointments.
But until I can find the time and money, I will be doing some DIY twisting.
Like I did last time, I used Dr. Bonner’s Magic Soaps (aka castille soap) in Peppermint. I really like this stuff. The peppermint tingles my scalp and I feel like I get a really good cleanse.
What the…is that hair touching my neck. Heyyyy!!
But will they stay twisted during a wash? Yes! And at the end of the day….that’s all that matters.
I ended up having to wash a second time because I had so much build-up. As much as I wanted to condition my hair, I didn’t. I read somewhere that conditioner can make baby locs fall. Definitely don’t want that. I used condish the last time and didn’t have any problems but I didn’t want to get into the habit of using it.
And then I sat down and twisted for a good 2 hours. This time around I used a butter from Darcy’s Botanicals. I love her Etsy shop. (thanks Amina!) I’ll be reviewing that product as well. As much as I loved the smell, I didn’t feel like it “held” my locs enough when I palm roll-ed. So I went from using that to using my homemade aloe vera gel/shea butter/olive oil mix.
The finished product!
I pinned each and every one down and sat under the dryer for 10 minutes. They looked absolutely perfect. Who is this person?
This is a drive-by post and once I finally get settled I will get to posting some more on the locs, my concerns, products and controversial topics…..yall know how I am.
And uh….how soon is TOO soon to be coloring the locs? It wouldn’t work with the profession I am in right now but I am itchin’ to go red. Don’t give me the side eye. I’ve been purple and orange before so I think I can handle a little red.
Peace and loc’ve.
This post was prompted by this brotha’s video here…
I agree with some of what he is saying. But not everything. He isn’t the first Black man who I have heard say this.
First off…let me say this.
I don’t think that perms/weaves are a form of self-hate. I think to make that assertation is a little extreme. It seems that the finger is ALWAYS be pointed at the Black woman. As if we are responsible for this so-called “form of self-hate”. No one sits back and thinks about WHY we do what we do.
They just see it, give it a negative connotation and move on.
Now don’t get it twisted. I am not supporting perms or weaves. AT ALL. I hate them both. I am proud to say that I have never worn a weave (only extensions). And I am proud to say that I will never put a perm in my head again. It is a personal decision that I have made but I could care less what anyone else does. My Mother, my sisters, my closest friends…they all rock perms and weaves. And do I look at them differently?
Do I think that my Mother secretly hates herself because she gets a perm every 4-5 weeks?
Nope. In fact, I would argue that it was my Mother who taught me how to love myself despite my insecurities. The insecurities that had nothing to do with hair. She helped me feel beautiful when I felt ugly because of the gap between my teeth. She taught me how to have “spa days” at home so that I can feel beautiful about my body. I learned about self-love from her. A woman who when I picked on her about being “old” on her 50th birthday responded saying,
And she is. She loves herself. There is no doubt about it.
Yet she has a perm.
Okay, I’m lying…I secretly wish that all Black women went natural. There’s a certain kind of love that you feel for yourself that just can’t be felt with the constant use of perms/weaves; both which mask our unique and beautiful hair texture. And if you ask any napptural female, she will tell you the same thing. Being natural is freedom. It just feels good. And I want my fellow sistas to feel that feeling.
But I know some chicks won’t drop the perm if you paid them. Oh well.
No one looks at the history of perms/weaves and the Black woman.
I like to think that if Black men loved Black women more, we may not be so inclined to rock perms and weaves. Seriously….think about it.
If Black men suddenly stopped putting ladies with long hair in their videos and ONLY had sistas with afros, twists, locs and braids, imagine what this would do to the psyche of Black women.
Imagine if Russell Simmons, Kanye West (his annoying behind), Jay-Z and Dwight Howard dropped the chicks that they are with and traded them in for nappy headed beauties. And these beauties are being seen on t.v. with them….and in magazines….and on stage…and on the sidelines. Imagine if these Black men proudly linked arms with sistas who are rocking their beautiful natural hair.
Imagine what that would do for Black women. And little Black girls. And the way we saw ourselves. If our Black fathers/brothers/husbands/uncles/friends can love us in our natural state then hell…
And so would start an epidemic of Black women dropping the perms and weaves and making the uneasy transition to sprouting beautiful natural hair.
Now that’s just one thought. There are sooooo many.
I know because I had to write a 20-page paper on Colorism in undergrad for my Africana Studies discipline and I spent a good 6 pages talking about hair. That paper was a masterpiece, yall. I ain’t even gon lie…lol!
I challenge Black men to love Black women a little better in our natural state. Our requesting that we love ourselves in our natural state.
What if Raven Symone rocked an afro on her show?
What if Tyler Perry ONLY had women with natural hair in his movies?
What if hair stylists honestly told their clients that natural hair is better?
What if there were more hair salons that taught us how to work with our hair instead of against it?
As Black women, we don’t hate ourselves.
We just haven’t learned to completely love ourselves.
…..and we ain’t the only race that has that issue dammit!
I would love to hear yall’s thoughts!
And I can I just say that even though wearing my hair naturally has given me certain kind of LOVE….I kinda thought I was the baddest thing walking even when I had a perm. LOL, seriously! Self-confidence is something we ALL need to work on.
Last week I had a ton of dressy events to attend.
This is the story of my life. No matter what I’m doing or where I am, I usually have to “dress up” to go somewhere. If not church, then a gala, out to eat at a classy lounge or what have you. One of the reasons why I opted to get my hair done by a professional is because I always thought that the “manicured” look would better fit my lifestyle and personality. Long gone are the crazy fro days. In my profession I want to look professional. My hair included.
Some would argue that nappy hair isn’t even professional to begin with. Those people get middle fingers from me but I digress…
LOL…I thought long and hard how I would do my hair for the series of these events. I didn’t want to retwist simply because I don’t want to get in the habit of retwisting my hair every 2 weeks. It is very tempting though.
So I ended up cutting up some scarf and created a little headband. I slicked my hair back with my water/olive oil mixture. I made sure not to pull my hair back too far. I didn’t want to disturb the locs in the front. Those babies are already traumatized from being soaked every morning when I work out and sweat like a beast. Despite that…they are still locin’ up beautifully.
My hair is warrior-like, yall!
Here’s how I looked…
I even put on foundation. Something I NEVER do. I got so many compliments on the hair. Most people didn’t even know I had locs. I think people are so used to associating locs with a hot fuzzy mess. And sometimes my locs can be that. Well, I wouldn’t call it a “mess” but they can look a little loco. And while I don’t mind that look from time to time, it is important that I can also easily transition to a professional look.
But you best believe after the weekend, I did NOTHING to my hair. I straight free-formed it. I like being able to look “manicured” one day and FREE the next.
My locs, like me, can adapt in any setting and I love that!
Peace and loc’ve