IT’S MY MUTHA FUCKIN ONE YEAR NAPPYVERSARY WOOT
For those that have no idea what I just said, it’s been one year since I shaved my head and stopped using chemical-based products in my hair, aka ‘going natural.’ Most of the chemical processes I used to do, like most black women, was straightening my hair. While I won’t say that I will NEVER wear my hair straight again (I’ll need to change it up occasionally), it will never be with a relaxer/permanent (so-called because it’s pretty much irreversible) and I will mostly wear my hair the way it grows out of my head because fuck assimilation.
The first photo is of me on February 24th, 2012 and the subsequent photos are of me throughout the year at different stages of growth. The last one is of a blowout/twistout that I did a few weeks ago. I’m not actually sure what length my hair is at now - I’m not measuring it as much anymore - but I’d guess a little under five inches, putting my growth rate a bit behind the average ½ inch a month. I will say that it’s still grown faster than I would have guessed. It’s already much longer than it was when I shaved everything off (I had a pixie cut) and by next year it will most likely be longer than it EVER was before. It only makes me more upset that we’re so pressured to straighten our hair, considering the INCREDIBLE amount of damage it seems to do, all for a standard of beauty that calls us inherently ugly. I’ll stop here before I get into political shit and this turns into an essay.
'Scuse me while I tag-bomb this.