I only wish Unbeweavable was coming out sooner!  I knew I was on to something when I wrote the book–that hair is not as trivial as some people think. That something as simple as hair can change lives.  

When I was little, I used to tie a towel around my head and walk around the house with it, swinging it side to side like it was mine. (I don’t think anyone has made wigs from green pima cotton right?) My mother says I’ve always wanted long hair. Hair is the first thing I see on a person, and it leaves a lasting impression on me.

Some would say that I wanted long hair because the media perpetrated that long hair was better than my short nappy kinks. Maybe. Maybe not. But I didn’t want to change my texture–my mother decided that for me–I wanted to change my length. I just wanted HAIR!

When I first started wearing weave I made the stylist put in three or four bags of hair in my head because I wanted it long and thick. (For people that don’t know a lot about hair weave, the most that anybody needs is TWO bags. So you can see I walked around looking like Chewbacca by the head. But I digress…) Now, I think of weave as an accessory, like earrings or a bangin’ purse. (And I’ve also toned down my look to ONE bag of hair. My sister is so proud…)

But I am glad that Chris Rock created a movie that opens up a dialogue for black women to openly discuss their hair woes, hair fears, and hair differences. All black women have a common goal–whether your hair is relaxed, natural, or weaved–we all want healthy hair. The health of the hair should come first, the sytle is just a matter of personal preference.

Have a great weekend!