Now I don’t want the National Natural Hair Coalition to come after me for this post (If that organization actually exists). I am completely for this whole “natural” movement that is taking place in my community. The “Liquid crack is whack” tagline is genius, but I’ve come to the conclusion that wearing my hair naturally is just not for me right now and I’ll tell you why.
Let me start by saying that this is not my first time rocking my hair “au naturale”. I did it before it was “cool” to do it; before it became the “religion” that it has become today. A month after I started college back in 1998, I grabbed some clippers and had my way with my permed tresses – Shaved it all off. It was liberating as well as terrifying. It was amazing to finally have the freedom to just get up and go. No mess… no stress. I rocked it short for a bit and then I began to let it grow. It was beautiful I must say, but I soon became bored with it and got back into the “crack” game… liquid crack that is.
Soon after giving birth to my twins, I lost my “weaveologist”, to another city, and soon after that, I decided to join the “natural” movement. I’d worked too hard to get it to the length that it was – so using the clippers again, in my mind, just wasn’t an option. I decided to let it “transition”. In the natural community, this means to just let your hair grow out without cutting off the perm…. To put it bluntly, this is not something that I would recommend unless you have the time, energy, and resources to treat your hair like gold. Your hair becomes very temperamental when transitioning. You can’t just treat it any kind of way, I discovered, or it’ll leave you for the hair brush.
Once I realized this, I was ready to head back to that creamy goodness without hesitation. At the time, I worked with tons of females and when I’d mention the word relaxer you’d think that I’d just slapped somebody’s Grandma. The barrage of “don’t do it girl’s” was overwhelming and the preaching was convincing:
One girl said, “Let it be in its natural state. That’s how it’s supposed to be.”
Another proclaimed, “It’ll be so beautiful once it’s grown out!”
It wasn’t looking that way to me.
My edges were breaking, my hair was coming out in clumps, and it was sooo not the same texture that it was back in 1998. Between having the babies, older age, and changing hormones, it seemed as though my natural hair that was growing in had gone from the texture of luscious lamb’s wool to S.O.S. pad. This wasn’t going to work, and I just didn’t have the time or the patience.
To date, I’ve still not done my relaxer. I actually think tomorrow will be the day. After seven months of “transitioning”, my natural hair journey is about to come to an end. I’ve got to do what’s best for me… and my sanity. I’ve got two little munchkins to take care of; and although a wonderful idea, convenience and manageability have won the battle this time… and you know what? That’s okay 🙂
I’ve been rocking my natural, chemical free hair successfully now for two and a half years and I absolutely LOVE it. It was a journey. It took a little research, and a little patience; but once I found a regimen that worked for me, it was on and poppin’! 🙂