I still can't figure out how I managed to lose an entire pair of blue jeans. My favorite pair at that, so perfectly broken in, worn just right. Where the hell did they go? I've literally torn the house apart looking for them. Maybe they were too dirty, my mom used to say "Those jeans/socks/shoes etc, are so dirty they might get up and walk away". Maybe my jeans walked away? Maybe Steve sold them on eBay for weed. I dunno, I just want my damn jeans back. They must be in this house. I don't make a habit of taking my pants off and leaving them places, so you understand why my mind is boggled. I did get a new pair of jeans last week, maybe my old jeans got jealous and left. Damn, I shoulda told them I loved them when I had the chance.
In other news, I cut my hair off about 2 weeks ago. I was tired of it, bored with the style. So now I'm rockin a TWA (teeny weeny afro), not that teeny really, about 3 inches all around. I've worn my hair this way before but this time around I'm surprised that the reaction has been mostly positive-especially from black women, most of whom act like you set the race back 200 years if you wear your hair natural. Only one of my friends said he didn't like it, but I'm convinced that he's intimidated by the "pro-blackness" of my hairstyle. He also feels threatened by conrrows but I told him it's 'cause he watches too much racially biased television. He'll get over it.
It's funny how people treat you different just because you change your hair. Some dumbass at work gives me the "black power fist" every morning now, she never really spoke to me before. The other chicks in the office with natural hair stop by my desk and say 'Hi' now, guess I'm in the clique now. I got invited to a poetry slam last weekend, guess they thought I looked the part, that's weird.
All in all, I don't think it really matters how a black woman chooses to wear her hair. As long as none of it is rooted in self-hate. I mean, don't straighten your hair because you think the hair growing out of your head naturally is somehow not "good" enough. Straighten your hair because that's what the fuck you feel like doing this week.
I'm contemplating dred locks this time around. Such a commitment though. Commitment is definitely not one of my strong points. Why waste 5 years growin dreds if your just gonna cut em off right?
To each his own I guess.
Now where the hell are my jeans??!!!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
I've often wondered about that, the different hairstyles of women and how they affect other peoples perceptions of us, and ourselves.
When I got off my gorgeous long hair, people have reacted totally differently to me. Or is it me? Did it subtly alter my persona? I definetely don't get as many "holy crap that bitch is hot" looks anymore, but the guys that do look will smile and be friendlier, look me right in the eye and grin. As if I am less intimidating with short hair.
Weird.
Post a Comment