Hats off to the super curly ladies who have decided to explore their natural texture!  I got my first relaxer when I was at least twelve years old, and until I transitioned, forgot what my natural texture was like.  A few years ago, I decided that I would like to experience my natural texture as an adult.  This became a task that proved to be easier said than done.  The thought was in my mind, but years passed before I took that bold step towards transitioning.  In fear, I prolonged the process until one day I realized my 35th birthday was fast approaching, and this was a goal I had to accomplish by then.  That’s when I decided to end my relationship with relaxers.

It was great up until eight weeks post touch-up.  I washed and blow-dried, but decided this was too much heat on my scalp, on a weekly basis.  At this point, I decided to explore the world of wigs.  I could have simply gone to the barbershop and done the big chop; however, I thought this was too radical and I wasn’t quite ready to let go of the straighter, less curly side of me.  I felt like a hypocrite.  I thought I was an empowered, liberated, black woman who was proud of her African American-West Indian heritage.  This rich heritage came with a package: unique look, unique speech, and unique hair.  Had everything I’ve heard about black hair affected me on a subconscious level?

After an intense internal dialogue, I cut the relaxed portion off.  Instead of rocking my teeny fro with pride, I got a wig anyway.  Ladies, there is nothing wrong with wigs, weaves, or any type of extension/addition, as long as it’s elegant and enhances your beauty.  However, this wig did not do that.  This was a Bronx, New York, corner store, beauty shop, tacky wig.  Sadly, (and I shamefully state), I preferred to wear this wig rather than show my curly crown in all its glory, which made me ponder the aforementioned question a bit longer.  Needless to say, this wig experiment was short lived.  A few months later, I looked in the mirror and thought, “There is a Chia Pet on my neck.”  I absolutely loved it!

If you love relaxing your tresses that’s fine, but if you want to transition take the plunge.  I love that black women everywhere are embracing their coils because it speaks volumes to our little girls, and it’s also a growing process.  We shouldn’t be afraid to love and embrace our authentic, natural selves.  It’s the perfectly executed look God was going for.

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