Recently, I decided to step into the unknown. I decided to run away from my comfort zone and experience some personal growth. I decided to open myself up to something new and very different.
I decided to go natural!
And yes, I know what you may be thinking, “It’s just hair!”
But for a young African American woman with extremely thick and coarse hair that has been accustomed to wearing her hair in ways that essentially pleases others, me wearing my natural hair is huge. Just the time commitment alone that I put into my hair every day is huge, but I found that it is not the great amount of time and energy that I pour into my hair that has been the biggest adjustment in this transition. The biggest adjustment for me has been redefining the ideology of beauty that I have been taught and reshaping it to fit me.
This is my black girl plight.
Hair is a big deal in the black community. The hair industry that is focused specifically on our texture of hair is a multi-billion dollar industry! But the flaw in this great innovation is the lack of originality that the black community has lost within itself. In losing our originality, we have mistakingly defined beauty as a set of qualities that we do not have, yet desire to obtain.
We see beauty as having a combination of qualities that are aesthetically pleasing to the senses, qualities including hair. We see beauty as obtaining long, straight hair and not short, curly hair. We see beauty as adding relaxers to our hair to make it more straight and less curly or covering up our natural hair with weaves and extensions. We see beauty as everything but ourselves.
We have veered so far away from our original state; our natural state. We have become so blind by the beautiful versatility our hair obtains that we forgot what we truly look like under all the modifications, but it is this realization that has sparked the great movement in natural hair by many African American women. The natural hair movement has been raising awareness to all women that we must remember who we originally are.
A friend of mine recently said, “Black girls don’t go ‘natural’, we return”.
I truly believe that the greatest discovery that I have made in this whole transition. For me to wear my natural hair means that I am not going anywhere, but simply returning to my roots. I am coming back to who I am meant to be and most importantly, who God intended for me to be.
I wrote this piece in hope that it inspires all of my aspiring curl enthusiast and Black Queens who want to make the return.
Be spontaneous and try something different! The risk is worth the reward!
Don’t Touch My Crown and don’t forget to…
Pass the Salt!