Sunday, July 30, 2006

Makeda

Makeda is the Ethiopian name for the Queen of Sheba... it's also the name of one of my favorite songs, by Les Nubians. What does this have to do with anything?! Well, I'm going natural with my hair. I'm tired of striving for a grade of hair that God clearly did not intend for me to have. So why should I expensively modify the hair God has given me once of month? I understand that my natural hair is nappy as hell... but I think it's worth a try since I feel so deeply about it. I've been on this tip for months now and I haven't been able to shake the feeling that this hair relaxer situation is undermining the design that God has for my hair. However, if it doesn't work out my hair does grow quite fast and relaxers will probably always be around. I just thought that now would be a good time for me to try and work with what God gave me. How dare society standards tell me that straight, european-like hair is best for me... or looks the best on me or on anyone else for that matter. Who defined "good" hair? My hair is just fine.

Don't get me wrong though... I'm not on an "I am not my hair" kick. I think India Arie is quite crazy for shaving almost all of her hair off and then having the nerve to draw a curl on her forehead. I thought her hair was cute all the other ways she's had it fixed since she's been in the public eye. I guess she begged to differ, but she could use a little more hair I think, be it nappy or straight... so don't worry, I'm not chopping my hair off just yet. I just feel like I'm betraying a part of myself by chemically modifying it every month and not attempting to let it be. I strongly doubt that I will go for locks though. I like combing through my hair and such.

Ok, I'll stop writing about this now. I'm sure you're like "Enough already." I'm watching Jerry Maguire. I love this movie, but I do need to stop watching love stories and such, so that I can patiently wait for God to write my own instead of living in a constant state of discontentment and lonliness. Oops I've said too much about how I feel.

Gnight.

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