My hair journey started out all about me learning to love myself. It’s evolved into a passion as I was forced to ask experienced naturals what to do. The next thing I knew, people were asking about my routine. I shared my trials and tribulations and they in turn shared their experiences. I realized that I wasn’t the only 35 year old woman who didn’t know how to do her hair. Other sistahs were struggling with pressures to conform to society’s standards of beauty instead of celebrating our own uniqueness.
People don’t understand this dilemma so let me explain. Society tells us beautiful women have blue eyes, lean bodies, and long flowing blond hair that blows in the wind. That’s not most women but it’s completely opposite of a black woman. We develop our self-concept in the context of stereotypes that portray us as ugly and fat, exotic sexual concubines or domestic servants. It’s only in the last 40 years that positive images of black people have been shown on television. There are too many black women with low self-esteem and a jacked up self-image.
I was one of those women until I decided to fall in love with my true self. I challenged my concept of beauty and tried to identify how it came to be. After a year or two of pounding, I looked at my new growth (hair that grows from your scalp after you’ve relaxed/colored your hair) and saw beautiful corkscrews. I thought, “These are really pretty. Why do you keep straightening them. You need to get to know them.” That’s when I decided I wanted to transition my hair.
It was like freeing myself. Then I talk to other naturals and I know they understand when our eyes connect. It takes so much courage to go back to your roots, there’s instantly a bond of mutual respect and love like I’ve never experienced. It’s a beautiful thing to see millions of women free, because there are so many who are in bondage. By bondage I’m talking about the injustices of being robbed of a positive self-image, an education, the right to choose their mates and practice their the religion of their choice. The natural meet ups and workshops, hair shows, the Instagram pages and Facebook groups, the surge of new hair care products, the bloggers uniting and showing each other love has me so excited. There’s so much love amongst these sistahs who compliment each other instead of compete with each other. Entrepreneurs who link up and agree there is enough money for everybody.
It’s a beautiful thing and makes me more of a natural hair enthusiast everyday. I love connecting with like-minded beautiful, brave, and empowered sistahs. The selfies I post, blogs I write, even maintaining a regular hair routine is so other women and girls can be excited about who they are. I want everyone to love themselves because black women have a tendency to put others before ourselves. I want black women to support and encourage each other so I’ve been working hard to diva up. Well, this is why. Natural hair bloggers and enthusiasts are a growing exponentially. I’m certainly not the only one. Each one, reach one. Through hair, I think we can reach many. I do it for the Curl Friends. Keep doing what ya do Queens. ✊