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Afro-Carribean, Black, black hair, Hair, Hair Diary, Natural Hair
Oh gosh, where do I begin.
I think first of all I should introduce myself, and then let the story unravel from there I guess.
My name is Rochelle, I am 20 years old, born and raised in London, England to Jamaican parents. I am the middle child of my mothers children, and the eldest of my fathers. I am also currently at University majoring in Psychology (currently on my study abroad in Hong Kong), hoping to eventually pursue a career in consumer behaviour/ fashion psychology/ marketing, still not certain of my direction as yet but those are my interests.
The main reason why I feel it is necessary for me to start up this blog is mainly because I want to see some kind of progress, if any in the way I treat my hair. I’m not here to say I have fully dedicated myself to be on this natural hair journey tip, nor am I trying to bore you with my life story that isn’t that interesting. This is really just my open hair diary for me to come back to once in a while; and as a reader I am inviting you to follow me and perhaps even give advice.
What provoked me the most was the fact that I had been following some people on Instagram:
Healthy_hair_journey
NaturalHairDoesCare
and
NaturalHairDaily
and I hadn’t realised until now, that seeing the admirable posts of beautiful black women with natural hair updos in every shape, size, texture type, you name it. Some styles I didn’t deem possible for black hair! this I feel subconsciously spoke to me. Seeing the images told me that I too need to go natural. And for a very long time I have had it in my head to be this way; and seeing these women proudly showcase themselves to actually doing so, of various ages as well, just reinforced the fact that going natural is a progression for some. And like myself, they too have a lengthy hair story.
In my 20 years I feel have experimented in every way with my hair. My hair is originally a type 4b which I will later explain what that refers to. But I think from the age of 10/11 I have since permed, hot-combed, braided, twisted, shaved, dyed, weaved, glued. It’s so bad! The current state of my hair is in a weave with some left out at the front, which I aim to post a picture of eventually. And even this is a disaster. Despite all of this, I have good hair underneath, surprisingly. I always get compliments when my actual hairs out, blow-dryed and afro-like. “Your hairs so thick”, “It looks so healthy”. I do nothing to it.
The feeling I get from those compliments though is so much greater than when someone notices my new weave and admire the silky bone straight hair that is hanging from my real unkept hair burrowed underneath a net and some hair extensioned cainrows ( AKA cornrows – I prefer my pronunciation better).
I believe my Caribbean roots on my mums side can still save me, and undeterred; my hair will continue to growth thick and wild. One day I envision me going natural, with my big afro styled beautifully, and feeling more confident that ever. One day that is.
My next post will be about the day I got my very first perm –
“There is no texture that NEEDS a relaxer. None” – Unknown