When Are You Going to Fix That??

As an African American woman I cannot speak on self-acceptance and not bring up my lovely crown, curls, or this kitchen (lol).

I have been in a love/hate relationship with my hair for my entire life. It’s never been long enough to pull off a beautiful wrap and my head could never carry a pixie cut, especially if permed. (For those of you who love my natural hair and can’t possibly understand why I didn’t love it…. thx ur my fave).

Honestly, loving my hair came from just loving myself. I can remember looking at myself with weaves and braids thinking “I’m sooo beautiful; I don’t wanna wear my hair... it’s not long enough... my curls aren’t soft. I cannot achieve the look I want with it, not me.” The funny thing is IT IS ME!! IT’S MINE!!!!!

When I accepted that even Beyoncé has back fat I really decided I’m chasing perfection, which is an unattainable goal. So then I started to chase acceptance and to look for the things I loved about myself. I began to learn how to do my hair which is something that has been a fight. I feel joy when I try and validation when I succeed. It’s no longer just something I wear in between hairstyles, it’s the hairstyle I’m rocking. The love I feel when someone tells me my natural hair is beautiful is only because I love it myself and I feel confident. When did you fall in love with your hair and why???

Xoxo

Jamie