Wednesday, April 14, 2010
What's the REAL reason why you went natural?
Do y'all get this question a lot? Lord knows I do. I never really give a good answer because I think I forgot. LOL, no really...I went natural almost 5 years ago. I was 20 years old. I literally have to sit in a dark room and be super quiet to even remember what I was going through at that age. Luckily I've got a crap load of journals to remind me.
The above photo is of me hangin' out in my dorm room. At this point I had already decided that I was going natural and was transitioning through those awful edge-snatchin' micros. This photo was taken sometime in February and the 2 months earlier I had the WORSE perm experience ever. I spent $70 of my hard earned [student loan, lol] money on a perm that barely took. To make matters worse, the fool cut off a good 2 inches of my hair. Now the latter is normal. I mean, ask any Black woman on the streets about an experience with a stylist and getting what she thought was a "trim" and you'll see an angry re-enactment of the event.
Anyway...after that, I was done. I was sick of perms. And I was sick of stupid stylists always cutting off my hair. I was sick of my hair never taking a perm and when it did, I only sweated it out 2 weeks later. I was also getting heavily involved with my Africana Studies minor (later turned major) and was on this "I need to be me naturally" tip. I started wearing Black Power t-shirts and everything. I always felt like my inner fire and desire for all things Afrocentric did not match up with how I looked on the outside. Not that there's a certain look that one needs to have to be afro-conscious but I wanted to really uplift my blackness and thought that one of the best ways to do that was to go natural.
There's my story.