My first henna treatment!
I finally did my first henna treatment! I was so hesitant on doing it in the past because I was afraid of the color. But I have to say that I absolutely love it! It has left my hair super soft and shiny. And as for the color, my hair was left with a very slight reddish brown tint in the light, but overall it looks relatively the same color.
My Henna Mixture:
- 1/2 box of Jamila brand Henna
- Jasmine Green Tea (or you can use regular green tea)
- Honey
I then followed up with deep conditioning treatment with Neutrogena Triple Moisture Hair Mask, and let that sit for an hour. After I rinsed the deep conditioner out, I did a set of 12 two-stranded twists.
A little note: The henna treatment was extremely time consuming and kind of messy. You pretty much have to dedicate your entire evening and next morning to this, if you choose to leave it in overnight.
However, this will definitely not be my last time!
* Above photo: Second day, fully dried hair. Styled with organic coconut oil.
-Sophia
Hair Goals Au Natural!
I always dreamed of having long, flowing hair like that of Amel Larrieux. I learned that growing out hair takes a lot of time and patience, even more so when you're not taking care of your hair properly. Having patience with my hair was a virtue that I certainly struggled with. I succumbed to impatience by straightening my hair, getting frequent cuts (usually layers), and dye jobs out of sheer boredom. I was okay with the length and shape of my hair at the time because I wanted a rounder shape with not so much bulk. Recently, I've come to feel the opposite. I want my hair longer (past it's usual shoulder length).
During my junior year of college, I wanted to get honey brown highlights throughout my entire head for a more sun kissed looked. Sounds great on paper. When I came back home for the weekend, I visited a nearby salon for a blow-out and color. All went well until my new color was unveiled revealing not honey brown but corn field yellow! I was totally speechless. I guess the woman thought that I was really feeling it so much that I was at a loss for words. After blow drying my freshly bleached hair straight, my hair was left dry and brittle. I absolutely hated it! I hated it so much that I called up another salon in Brooklyn to have my hair dyed to light brown and blown-out straight again. Thankfully, it turned out much better, but my strands paid the price.
After the next couple of months of straightening and pulling my hair into tight buns, I had a hair epiphany. Why was I doing this to my hair? My social environment, lack of self-esteem and my own lack of knowledge were all factors (more on this later), but one thing I knew for sure was that this behavior had to end.
After the next couple of months of straightening and pulling my hair into tight buns, I had a hair epiphany. Why was I doing this to my hair? My social environment, lack of self-esteem and my own lack of knowledge were all factors (more on this later), but one thing I knew for sure was that this behavior had to end.
My routine for many years up until this point was to cleanse with a sulfate-shampoo twice a week, moisturizing and styling with Vitapoint Crème and Eco Styler gel. No wonder my hair was still dying from a lack of moisture...
In 2008, I graduated college and not only was I embarking upon a new chapter in my life, but also was consciously embarking on what a lot of people called a "hair journey."
In 2008, I graduated college and not only was I embarking upon a new chapter in my life, but also was consciously embarking on what a lot of people called a "hair journey."
I started to research curly hair and what was really in my hair products. I found a whole new world opening up to me in regards to natural hair care.
In May of 2009, I had one last defining hair urge. I wanted to get rid of all the color and heat damaged parts of my hair. It was my own version of the "big chop." I had it cut in a round afro-shaped style, which was the complete opposite of my internal goal. But in the end, I knew I had to do it in order for my hair to grow to its fullest potential. Though the cut itself took some getting used to, my curls looked and felt more alive. Thereafter, I really started to pay close attention to how I was treating my hair and what I was putting into it.
My goal is to maximize my hair's length and to bring it to the top of its game. This is my journey and I'm here to share it with you -- so let's get growing!
Lots of curly love!
2009: My hair after first henna treatment.
-Sophia
Good Hair Anyone?
You cannot speak of black hair in America without talking about slavery. You cannot speak of black hair in America without speaking of skin color and phenotype. You see, it is not just simply hair, all these larger socially created issues are all inter-tangled with each other creating the distorted view of the black woman in America. If we start in the antebellum South, we will see that slaves, for example, with more African features were not as prized or as valued in comparison to slaves who possessed more European features, lighter skin, softer hair, etc... (these lighter-skinned slaves were products of an African slave and a white slave master). When one group, such as the lighter-skinned blacks, are favored over another, such as blacks with darker skin, a social standard is created where others are consciously or subconsciously forced to compare themselves to whiteness.
This standard of beauty rooted from slavery is alive and kickin' even in the year 2009. This was lightly and humorously touched in the film, where actresses such as Raven Simone and Nia Long commented on relaxed hair creating a comfortability with white people. But it was never examined and dissected to be a serious problem rooted in history that still effects the way many black women view themselves today. Chris Rock's own idea for coming up with the film spawned from his own daughter's reverence over her white friend's long, straight hair. I felt this film depicted the black hair industry, but it did not flesh out the meaning of "good hair" which is historical.
On another topic: we did see in the film that hair was depicted, for example, at the Atlanta Hair Show, as a form of expression- and extension of one's personality sewed, glued, colored and cut fantastically, creating a bold statement of creativity through hair. We can date this back to many African societies where braiding patterns were used as a form of geometry and a bride's hair would be adorned with precious stones and beads. Hair is expression. Hair can express or present societal standing, wealth and functionality, as seen in some societies.
However, I think there is a difference between cultural expression that is from your own people and an assimilated self-expression that is inflicted by white society and afflicted people of color. Since African-Americans have been told from the start that "black" is ugly, heathenistic and uncivilized (and we still see this today in media where light skin and straight hair is pushed onto black women). And this "creamy crack" seems to be some sort of a right of passage where young, black girls are conditioned into thinking that this is just what you do when your baby fine hair starts to grow and sprout its coils. We are painfully conditioning our children (some as young as two and three years old) to think that their hair is unmanageable by putting harmful chemicals (that can cause sores and burns if left too long) to permanently straighten their hair, transforming "unmanageable hair" into chemically processed manageable, relaxed hair. We are teaching our children not to love and appreciate themselves for who they are because they are essentially not good enough.
As a child, my mother refused to put that "mess" in my curly hair. " I want you to have hair when you get older," she would say jokingly. I am the daughter of a black mother and white father, my hair was like a frizzy lion's fro. I remember my mother greasing my scalp with the Pink Lotion and braiding my hair in large plaits to try to tame the beast. But on the days when I would let my hair free I would hear things, notably from my black family members and classmates, like, "You need to straighten that rat's nest" or "Girl, you need to do something with that hair" or "You would look so much better with straight hair." My father, on the other hand, had always liked when my hair was "lion" because it showed off who I was.
I got a lot of shit for my hair, especially in elementary school. Each time I heard an objection to my curly fro my confidence in it would diminish a tad. Even though my parents would always tell me "your hair is beautiful," I was a pre-teen after all. You try to seek approval from everyone. It was my seventh grade teacher, however, who came up to me (in front of the whole class) and said, "You hair is beautiful, look at it." It felt good.
For me, "I am my hair," despite what India.Arie's proclamation of "I Am Not My Hair." My hair is who I am. It is my mother and my father. It is Africa and Europe. It took me some time to wholefully realize that. I see more and more women and men of color embracing their hair. Showing young girls and boys to love themselves. Appreciate your self-expression and versatility. Each strand is different.
To all those that have expressed their negative opinions about OUR hair, I say to them...
Au contraire! My lion is proud and I LOVE IT.
-Sophia