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as you can see I have a few more inches to chop off...but i'm not ready yet. So I wrote a little story about what I was feeling yesterday...wanna hear it, here it go!
So ugly...
That's basically how I have been feeling during this hair journey of mine...just ugly, not glamourous, not fierce nothing. It all started about 9 months ago...I had an install put into my hair and I said to myself "no more relaxers ever." This is a journey me and 3 of my bffs have been on together, we have all been transitioning in our on way but working towards the same goal. I have been addicted to the creamy crack since 1994 when I begged my momma to perm my hair so I can be like my friends at school who wore a rainbow array of scrunchies in their hair with less than 2 inches poking out. When I look back I'm like "wth was I thinking?" but at that time I wanted to look like them. My momma used to get my hair pressed and it wassoo long and thick but I hated getting it done. So after much crying and hollering I got my perm and within months my hair had broken off and I was left with my 2 cool inches. Over the years I did some crazy things to my hair. I have had fingerwaves, a super short cut, cornrows, microbraids, interlocks, French rolls, banana curls, sew ins, glue ins, half wigs, full wigs. I even dyed my hair blonde once...it ended being red after a cherry cola rinse...and now I'm rocking my full on afro.
This has definitely been a time of adjustment for me. I have noticed how much I seek validation from my friends and men to let me know it's ok to rock my hair like this...
I recenty moved to NYC from LA and I feel better about my hair out here as opposed to LA. Everything is fake there, fake boobs, fake hair, fake eyes, etc... I think the natural look is embraced more in the concrete jungle and. I am slowly but surely realizng the only person who has a problem with my hair is me...so that is something I am working on within myself. No matter how many people compliment me on my hair until I feel it inside it's not gonna matter. So I am learning to embrace the new me...but I got my tracks on standy just in case :)
I don't claim to be a writer but yeah this hair journey is a process and can really be overwhelming emotionally so this was a good way for me to vent. I am feeling much better about my hair today...That's basically how I have been feeling during this hair journey of mine...just ugly, not glamourous, not fierce nothing. It all started about 9 months ago...I had an install put into my hair and I said to myself "no more relaxers ever." This is a journey me and 3 of my bffs have been on together, we have all been transitioning in our on way but working towards the same goal. I have been addicted to the creamy crack since 1994 when I begged my momma to perm my hair so I can be like my friends at school who wore a rainbow array of scrunchies in their hair with less than 2 inches poking out. When I look back I'm like "wth was I thinking?" but at that time I wanted to look like them. My momma used to get my hair pressed and it wassoo long and thick but I hated getting it done. So after much crying and hollering I got my perm and within months my hair had broken off and I was left with my 2 cool inches. Over the years I did some crazy things to my hair. I have had fingerwaves, a super short cut, cornrows, microbraids, interlocks, French rolls, banana curls, sew ins, glue ins, half wigs, full wigs. I even dyed my hair blonde once...it ended being red after a cherry cola rinse...and now I'm rocking my full on afro.
This has definitely been a time of adjustment for me. I have noticed how much I seek validation from my friends and men to let me know it's ok to rock my hair like this...
I recenty moved to NYC from LA and I feel better about my hair out here as opposed to LA. Everything is fake there, fake boobs, fake hair, fake eyes, etc... I think the natural look is embraced more in the concrete jungle and. I am slowly but surely realizng the only person who has a problem with my hair is me...so that is something I am working on within myself. No matter how many people compliment me on my hair until I feel it inside it's not gonna matter. So I am learning to embrace the new me...but I got my tracks on standy just in case :)
and I finally found my cantu shea butter so my hair will be looking a little more juicy...yip!
and if you can't tell by the 1st picture...it's hella hot in NYC.
I commend you on your transitioning process girl. I'm transitioning as well. It's only been about 3-4 months but I miss my bone straight hair. I've never had a problem with relaxers, I just wanted to try something new but I can't deal! LOL. You & your hair look fabulous. Keep a POSITIVE mind set.
ReplyDeleteYou own the hair, the hair doesn't own you :)
thank you for the kind words...it's def a struggle!!!
ReplyDeletebest of luck on your journey also!!!
muah!!!
Bravo, i have also said goodbye to perms...mainly bc i hated going to salon every six weeks. its been over a yr now since my last perm, and even though sometimes i just get upset bc my hair wont do what i want it to do i will never consider going back to perms...am grateful that i live in a city that is socially acceptable to rocking the natural...either way i have come to terms with accepting and embracing my hair and not really caring if people dislike it...i know that you will come to embrace your hair, its a freedom thats unexplainable....suddenly you feel as if you can really step out into the world as who you really are and not care what anyone thinks bc you know who you are, you are confident with who you are and you are happy with who you are you...Dont give up....
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