The electricity bill, or new hair?
I never thought I’d have this dilemma. I, like most of you, would automatically say, “girl, pay that bill!”
But you probably don’t have split ends. Your hair also probably isn’t growing out strangely, and doesn’t need a new color. Or something. Anything new to make it look good.
I love Tracee Ellis Ross and I love her natural hair. Give me 4 packs of that!!!
I LOVE having natural hair. 7 years ago, I cut out my extensions and dealt with whatever hair was growing out of my head. I did it partially because of pride. You see, I had to proctor an exam for several black football players. Moments before they showed up in my tiny office, my not-so-old braids started falling out. I thought of tossing them in the trash, but I knew they would know what had happened. Because almost all black men know almost all there is to know about black women’s hair.
Trust me on this one.
I went home that night and spent eight hours taking out my hair. The next day, I breezed into class with a new afro. And I never looked back.
In 7 years, I wore a full afro, braided it, dyed it, put a weave in, cut it (accidentally, twice), and rocked wigs with no shame. Because although I love my natural hair, I love not having to do my hair even more.
But! I am tired of my hair. And its about to get cold in New England. Which means its time for a wig. But I need money for gas. And groceries. And bills. Fake hair–good fake hair–is expensive. Watch an early Tyler Perry stage play or movie, and you’ll see what a terrible wig looks like.
And I really truly do not feel like doing my own hair. Sometimes I love doing it. But not right now, when I’m just trying to make it through the day without crumbling under my ever-increasing to-do list.
So I guess I”m going to pay that bill…and pray for a new wig.
watch me rock a lacefront like this!
#realtalk. Doesn’t Jesus provide all of my needs?
love your hair (natural, permed or store-bought),