Friday, October 23, 2009

I am not my hair....

I am not your expectations, no....

My hair is really important to me, so I have decided to take care of it in the best way possible. Why is hair so important to me? African American women have spent over 300 years trying to fit into the world around us. Every black girl I know has a hair story and they all include some serious lows in our lives. My hair literally, like a lot of black girls, started to fall out. When I decided to chop my hair off, my mom was NOT thrilled. She was angry, embarassed, and distraught. And it was all about perception. The weird thing is that when you look at pictures of her in the 1970's, her hair was ALL natural. HUGE afro. But my hair being natural was a shameful thing to her. I do believe that was not what was shaming her. Her problem was with my sexuality. But that is another blog at another time...

I then cut my hair off in 2001. I just made the decision and had a girl in my dorm just chop it off. I actually have been ok with it every since, but it is still not as healthy as I want it to be. So this set in motion a course of events that bring me to my current goal: to get my hair to grow three inches by my birthday in 2010. So that D-Date is November 19, 2010. 3 inches! I know it will be hard, but I truly believe if I start taking care of my hair and protecting it from the elements, it WILL grow. I can remember my hair growing ultra fast for the first year after cutting it off. It grew probably 4 inches, but since then it really hasn't grown more than 2-3 inches longer than that initial 4 inches. So today starts my hair journey. I will highlight the products and methods I will use over the next year. My goal is to take a picture once a week every week. Intermittenly, I will also be making videos to post on my hair progress. I am also jointly doing a health progress with this. I, starting today, will limit my intake of bad calories and replace it with good calories.


So lets get started!

The Frames - Falling Slowly

I don't know you but I want you all the more for that.
Words fall through me and always fool me and I can't react.
And games that never amount to more than they're meant will play themselves out...

Take this sinking boat and point it home, we've still got time.

Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice. You've made it now....