Two Year Hairversary.
"Pursing my big chop has taught me patience."
"Pursing my big chop has taught me to accept my beauty."
"Pursuing my big chop has taught me not to give into self-hate."
"Pursuing my big chop made me love being a BLACK Woman.👑"
When I first did my big chop,
I felt free.
I felt liberated.
I felt like a beautiful Black Woman.
I felt different.
I felt a new life coming on.
I felt shameless.
I felt unapologetic.
I also felt like a boy at times.
I felt like my hair made my face look fat.
I felt bald because my hair wouldn't go past my neck.
I felt that boys wouldn't like me because my hair wasn't long and flowing.
I felt my big chop made me look too mature and too much of a woman for men.
Wow. Is all I have to say at the moment.
This journey of mine has not been the slightest bit of easy. And for that exact reason, is why I wouldn't trade it for the Universe and encourage EVERY individual to embrace their natural hair.
What made me big chop?
In 2015, doing the 'Big Chop' definitely wasn't something that many people were doing around me, which made me even more hesitant to commit. However, prior to my big chop, I knew my hair was damaged. I nearly straightened my hair every two weeks and added heat in between for a few touch ups.
As you see in the images above, I believe I've always had 'Good Hair'. But what is 'Good Hair' if my ends are split. If my 'Good Hair' is suffering heat damage. And if my 'Good Hair' is breaking off?
Well, why did I always straighten my hair?
Honestly, after the 4th and 5th grade it was just the norm. EVERYONE was doing it. Going to perdominately white schools from elementary to middle school, I felt like the odd girl out by not having my hair straight and long like the other girls. The days of staying up late night to get my hair braided and twisted with barrettes and knockers were over. Around that time I wasn't capable of doing my own hair.
I will never forget the time I got my first perm.
It was the night before my 6th grade graduation. Believe it or not, I got it because of how time consuming and kinky my hair was. No one really had the patience of doing it anymore.
And again ...
For THAT reason specifically, I am ever so thankful to be here writing about my natural hair journey and committing to it.
Because THIS time around, It's all me. This time around I have PATIENCE. This time around I'm in control.
As I look around today, I still see young girls ITCHING to go to the Dominicans and get a blow out, just as I did every other week. I see young girls aspiring to be like the models they see on TV and not even realizing and understanding that the long, straight hair they see is a weave.
VERY FEW still respect cornrows, bantu knots, box braids or twist outs. Almost everyone opts to take the easy way out and pick up the good ole blow dryer and flat iron and burn their lill curlies to death.
I can't knock a good ole press once a year.
YUP, I said it. I only straighten my hair ONCE a year!
After realizing the root to my damaged hair was heat, I made a promise to my hair and I that I was going to stay away from it.
And so, I did. My lil curly tresses have been flourishing ever since! So, if you ever see me with my hair straightened, just know it's my EarthDay.👑👅🎉
Wait, Hol up. Is that color?
Yeah girl, you see it. I couldn't believe it myself!
So here's the story.
I got my hair inspo from Instagram model @Ishateria. I just admired how the honey blonde in her hair made her chocolate skin pop! It was beautiful. It was effortless. But TRUST me. I had NO idea the price I was going to have to pay to maintain this color.
I had no idea that the colored strands of my hair were going to get a lot dryer and tangled than my non-colored strands.
I had no idea that the colored strands of my hair wouldn't revert back to my normal curl pattern right away.
I had no idea that my colored strands would be more prone to breakage.
And I had no idea of the added chemical that I was putting into my newly big chop.
I honestly, made the choice to color my hair off impulse. I took no time to do any research or speak to others about their experience with colored hair.
But. What I can say on this very day is that I want this color OUT and embrace my natural color that so quickly neglected. I don't plan on dying my hair back dark brown just to match my normal hair color, but allow the honey and chocolate brown to fade out naturally and finish off the colored journey.
Welp, for now ladies. That's all I got! Take a look at some images from the very beginning and see how my crown of curls flourish.💋