Yesterday’s “Good Hair” is gone!

Yeeeeea buddy! I finally cut my hair. I chose my much younger sister’s birthday to do so. Before doing my B.C I stated two weeks ago that I was going to do it.. but with procrastination and fear it took longer than what I would have liked. I wasn’t really in a rush all of a sudden. I was comfortable with my transitioning hair.

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My last perm was in May 2012 so by June new growth had already set in. I transition for 7 months before I completely thought MY HAIR IS FINE THE WAY IT GROWS OUT OF MY SCALP. Now that I see myself I look like my mom during the seventies in Harlem, NY. Love at first sight. Next on my list is to find hair products to moisturize and protect my coils from breakage.

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A daily hair regimen is a needed, can’t be avoided, should have had one yesterday kind of deal. So far I’ve noticed the typical grease doesn’t do it for my hair. Sure it keeps my scalp from being dry, but that’s about it. It just makes my hair heavy and hard to manage. My current moisturizing products are creams and butters rich in coconut oil, willow bark extract, aloe vera, extra virgin olive oil and shea butter. Knowing your hair texture and type is key!

While on the web I stumbled upon a website which gave me a waaaay better understanding about me. I encourage you ladies to check it out if you are on your natural journey as well. Overall I am happy with my decision. My transition is over. I am a Naturalista baby!

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Coiled Inspiration

In recent years within the black community I’ve noticed a change in our women. Many have been embracing the way Yahweh (GOD) has made them. I also have come to know that sporting hair type 4C instead of 1B or 3A doesn’t make anyone’s beauty less perfect. Rocking my hair has definitely added some “umph” to my walk and undeniably gave me a self-esteem boost.

I don’t care to know if anyone else likes it. I don’t care to know if it may make me look dated. My coiled kinks actually make my eyes sparkle. They make my smile brighter. My coiled kinks has taught me self acceptance. So I ask, “Isn’t that one of the end goals in life?” Correct me if I am wrong.

I have been inspired by so many beautiful women that I’ve seen. In the grocery store buying eggs, on Youtube doing hair tutorials, in my family, on television, social media… sheeesh. I must admit that the politics of black hair has caught my attention. I am forever grateful to these random people who unknowingly changed the attitude I have toward myself.

Now readers, because I am here proclaiming my love for my natural hair does not mean that I will never wear a wig. I would be cheating myself! That’s the beauty of being a women… I can change hair as I please. However, what I will NOT BE doing is adding any chemical straighteners to my hair. And once my hair grows to a certain length I will not be able to wear a wig… and that’s perfectly fine with me 🙂 .