My mom never gave my natural hair a chance. She loved doing hair and I had box braids at like four (I’ve seen the pictures). My mom permed my hair the first chance she got. It’s been different colors (I even ended up accidental orange in Jr. High) and I’m tired. It’s funny my friends would ask if I was going natural and why I haven’t had a perm in months and it had absolutely nothing to do with my hair preference. I simply was broke and didn’t feel like getting a perm or wasn’t ready to sit down and let my mama do it. In the months between perms I noticed my hair grew faster and it looked healthier. After a perm my hair was thin and it broke off so darn easily.
At 23 years old, I’m curious to what my hair looks like in it’s natural state. My cousin used to do my hair before and she’s awesome at it but somehow along the way I got the message that my nappy hair had to be permed. She was always complaining in between perms that my hair was too thick or too nappy to put in the style I wanted. It seemed like perming it was the “proper” thing to do. Letting it just grow in it’s natural state never occurred to me until recently. I don’t know how long its been since my last perm but I do know I’m through with perms. I just want to at least explore my naturally beautiful hair. If I don’t like it, I’m dreading it like my mothers. My friends are like “Please don’t do that” but after watching my mother take care of her dreads for eighteen years it’s fascinated me and inspired me to get into my own hair and I’m quite certain that I wasn’t born with straight hair.
Right now I’ve been trying to grow out my perm which is going to take forever and a day at the rate it’s going. It’s time to get rid of my little security blanket. I’ve been weaving, sewing and gluing because that’s the only thing I knew. Now it’s time to know something else.