Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Can you believe this I am actually complaning that my hair is getting in my way. I must say I am not use to longer hair at least not yet. WHAT?!
I am not much into styles a) they take a long time to accomplish and due to my lifestyle the style last less than a week, b) it pulls on my hair giving me a headache, but I purchased some lock loops about a month ago and I have started using them and I must say that I was pleased with the outcome. I think the curls are very cute on me and the gets my hair off my shoulders with is a plus. What I will say over and over again. I love my hair.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
I had to share this incident really quick. It really made me think, and it made my heart break. I took my daughter to the Dr office to see about her allergies. When we were called to the back the nurse that weighed her, and took her temp etc took one look at her and told her how beautiful she was. Now that is pretty normal she gets that all the time. Then the nurse goes to say and "Oh my god and your hair is just so beautiful, see you got that good hair. I wish my daughter had good hair like you. Well she does right now because she is only 2 months old. Oh and your eyes I love them, my daughters eyes are brown, I was hoping that they would come out lighter but Oh well." My heart really started to hurt. I felt so bad for that little baby girl. She as only been in the world for two months and the brain washing has already begun not by the world but by the closest person in her little life. I know as she grows she is going to always want to have "good hair" and will do anything she has to in order to get that. I hate how as a society we constantly want to look like something someone other that the way god made us. We yearn to have straighter hair, lighter eyes, some of us even want lighter skin. Even as I type this my heart is breaking, and I want to cry. It makes me so angry mainly because I dont know how to change it. The desire to be other than what we are is so strong and so wide spread that it almost seem like it will never go away. I wish there way for more women and men to love themselves. TRULY love themselves. I want to so badly be able to tell all of these beautiful brown baby girls that you are beautiful just the way you are. You don't need straight hair for the the world to see and love you................ I don't know even know what to say my heart hurts so badly right now.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
The morning after I’m getting ready and my daughter comes into the my closet to let me know she has let the dogs out, brushed teeth, etc and is ready for me to do her hair. She walks out of my closet then comes back in and has a puzzled look on her face and says, “Mommy your hair is lighter brown!” I’m like yeah it is isn’t it. I’m trying to play along just to see how the conversation is going go. She is still looking at me with this puzzled look on her face and the she says, “it’s Orange!” At this point I couldn’t help but laugh, and say it is very bright. So I’m about to drop her off at school and the whole time while we are in the car she is staring at me and finally she asks me Mommy why would you color your hair orange. It’s orange. Then I have to tell her that yes it very bright and it didn’t come out quite the color that I wanted but it will be alright.
After I drop my daughter off at school I scoot on over to work. At first no one notices my hair and I’m not going to announce that I have colored my hair. The coworker that I’m closes to so much that we can pretty much tell each other like it is without worrying about someone getting offended. She was like whoa are you trying to look like me now?! I tell her the story of getting the color and not thinking that it wouldn’t be all that different. She was like so when are you doing to fix it. I told that I’m not color my hair again for another six months because it is very damaging, and I will just have to live with it. I had my camera handy this time and I had my coworker take some pictures of me hair. I must admit that my hair is rather orangey.