In November, I silently celebrated my 10th natural hair anniversary. It was silent because you didn’t know. I didn’t mention it because I was a little preoccupied giving birth… Damn, you guys demand so much from me.
Anyway, the decision to “go” or “return” natural was a combination of no longer feeling like commuting to New Orleans (approximately 3 hours) just for hair and nails, being unable to find a good local stylist, and I got tired of waiting long hours (anything longer than 2 hours is a job that I need to clock-in and get paid by the end of my shift/appointment); most importantly, I became “woke.”
You know, that stage where you “return” natural, denounce organized religion, date a Muslim (my ex was a Five-Percenter), become angry at the government, and a google-expert in black history and the African diaspora.
It was tough. I had no idea what I was doing, it wasn’t popular (I don’t think I was aware of YouTube at that time), I tried a host of products, big chopped twice, blew out my hair to eliminate shrinkage, suffered from heat damage twice, and was ready to shave my head. Then, Mom suggested Sisterlocks.
That was the most important sentence in this blog post. Why? Because she’s always asking why I don’t mention her so not only did I mention her, she’s in bold.
Anyway, her recommendation was 4 years ago and it was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made (right above marrying Husband but below trying dark chocolate for the first time).
Although I’ve written extensively about Sisterlocks, let’s do a super brief summary *takes a deep breath* Yes, Sisterlocks are expensive, must be locked regularly (or you will damage your hair), requires no products, low day-to-day maintenance but results include super growth and hair envy.
Yeah, so you owe me a “Happy 10-Year Natural Hair Anniversary,” “Happy 4-Year Sisterlocks Anniversary,” and “yes, I am jealous of your hair.”