At times I may look like one but I’m most certainly not a Barbie. My hair doesn’t grow like one either. For years, myself, like millions of other young naturally beautiful black girls embraced chemically enhanced beauty products to compete with our white counterparts.
We wanted curly hair so we welcomed the Jheri Curl, only to become completely annoyed with the constant messy upkeep; jheri curl spray and curl activating gel at night and in the morning. Let’s not forget the infamous sweat bag also known as the plastic cap we had to walk around in to keep our curls moist and wet. What were we thinking?
And just like love, marriage and the baby carriage, came perms, weaves, extensions and wigs! Why? Why? Why? I can’t recall how much money myself or my mother spent from adolescence up to my adult years on lye and no-lye perms, professional grade perms, do it yourself perms, natural perms, organic perms, perms, perms, perms. One big waste of self esteem, money and time! I’m not white and my hair will never be naturally blonde or auburn. It’s thick, dark and a little nappy. Deal with it!
I’m not buying a wig to look like malibu barbie just to get the job I’m more than qualified for. And, I’m definitely not dyeing it jet black and pressing it everday just so some picky jerk sitting in front of the television can decide whether or not I look presentable enough. I’m natural. I’m proud. Cut my check!
The old me:
The new me:
Special Report – ‘Going Natural’: http://youtu.be/HugPZDEX8DY