Evolution
The Black hair, the culture, the standard. Mystified and versatile.. Defying gravity and moving in between times. It has been the standard. Western culture and society tried to taint it. Yet, our hair surpassed it. Juicy hair isn’t just about being natural; with its various textures and hues; relaxed, weaved, shaved, formed into intricate braiding patterns. Historically, it has stood as a political statement and paths to freedom.. embodying who we are and what we stand for.
Growing up, I often tried to assimilate to western standards of what my hair should look like, how to be seen as more visually appealing or professional. I wanted a texture that was relaxed and light. However, my 4c hair didn’t permit me to look like Shannon in my fourth grade class. I was subject to comments such as “what are you going to do with that hair of yours”, “ can I touch it” or ``why don’t tame your hair”. I quickly learned that concealing my natural texture was the best way to avoid negative attention or ridicule. Conforming.
The natural hair movement was a catalyst for self love and acceptance for so many women. It wasn’t until I was older that I started to embrace my hair as a means of expressing my current mood or interests. It was liberating, I had entered a new stage of becoming. The first time I shaved my head, I began to see myself. I had nothing to hide behind. I learned to love me without the adornment of my crown.. It was then that my confidence ultimately my self -worth elevated. Later, when my hair grew.. I now perceived it as an extension of the beauty I knew I possessed inside. Like many women before me, I no longer used it to solely define me but more so as an addition.. in which I could transform whenever I so felt the need. Free, knowing that no matter the length, texture or style as long it was healthy, juicy, I would relish in it!
Written by : Jhanielle Thompson
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