Starting at teenager age, I had just decided to let my hair grow and quickly learned that the hair business is not as simple as it seems. I was quickly told that my hair was not thick enough to be grown long or that it had too many split ends and needed 3cm to be cut and after some time, it was suggested that I also do something about my rather boring hair colour. Insecure as those teenagers are, my colouring routine started at about 16 ranging from dark blue-black to chocolate-red-brown and went on until I was about 23 ending with indigo-and-henna-dark-red-brown. (I love how literal you can see the expression DYING HAIR. right!?....) Seven long years of dying my hair. Seven long years of horrible chemical substances eating into my scalp and flowing down my poor vains. And at about 20 years of age, the first grays started to appear. So as soon as I realized that those grays were appearing, I was pretty much condemned to colour my hair forever. So I was told. By the media, TV ads, magazines, some of my family (except my mum who herself has the most beautiful gray-streaked tresses herself since her late 20s/early 30s <3), friends, and finally after enough brain washing, by myself. Getting grays in such a young age, dreadful!
Well, during those 7 years, my routine was quite simple compared to what other people do, I had a shampoo and conditioner (silicone loaden of course), some loreal and fructis and such. Plus one finishing cream for shiny and non-frizzy hair. Plus some hairbrushes (in 4-5x daily use), hair dryer (about every 3 days when washing my hair) and a small set of flat ironer, curler etc (which I used at the age of 22-23, maybe 10x or less in total before changing my routine radically). I coloured my hair about every 3-4 months, sometimes later and went to cut it about every 4-6 months. I was pretty low maintenance most of the time, already before changing my routine, some might say now.
New hair cut: Shorter front hair on March 2014 |
Wake-up-hair ;) |
general length the same, kept at hip length |
Side view of new shorter front section |
My beautiful glitter-whites in the sun <3 |
I get strange looks then, some pauses and deep thinking periods and some ask:
OH, THIS IS YOOOUR HAIR? And then some weird people ask: OH, this is WHITE hair? ... Pause ... Why don t you colour it?
People, I don t get you haha... First you are totally awed about it, think it is so beautiful and special - and want to know where I got it done. And then, when you realize that it is REAL hair and WHITE (how dare me keeping whites and enjoying them), you ask me why I don t colour them. Until today I don t get the contradiction. And this happens in all the countries I am living in. Our today`s world really has some serious issues of accepting NATURAL hair in all its forms and colours.
I often feel stomach ache when talking about those issues and unfortunately, many of my current neighbours even keep hurting their own (whether soft-curly or tight-curly haired) children talking about CABELO RUIM (portuguese translation for bad hair). If there is something I hate MORE than this, I cannot remember now, it must be something very serious then.
How can you tell your little, perfect 5 year old child that it has BAD HAIR. I will never get this. Never ever. And its THE MOTHER for god`s sake. Who is supposed to STRENGTHEN the child`s self esteem and self worth! This is some really deep-rooted issue... I have come across this all the time, observed it here in Brazil, in Angola, in England as well and I am more than certain that it happens in almost every place. Love what you are and how your body is, leave it without wanting to change what`s already perfect and what makes you you and individual. Changing your hairs' structure and colour MADE IT brittle, colourless and sad-looking in the first place. Because you destroy the real GIFT god gave you. JUST LET IT BE!
LOVE WHAT YOU HAVE. God made you PERFECT the way you are. No need to change ANYTHING. He made you with love and all you have is flawless.
UTTERLY BUTTERLY FLAWLESS.
(translated PT>EN: You are a dream)
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