My Hair Journey

I can't start a blog about natural hair without first talking about my own hair journey. Growing up we didn't have all the information on natural hair as we have today and if we did I don't think my mom would've had the patience for it.

I had the type of hair that not five minutes after it's combed it would look like it wasn't. My mom and my sister had the great honour of combing my hair for me, mostly because I couldn't care what happened to my hair.


My mom always threatened to loc my hair and my dad always kicked against it. Going into secondary school my sister decided to straighten my hair. That worked for awhile and from then it became a slippery slope of random hairstyles as slowly but surely control of my hair came into my incapable hands.


It went from straightened, to cut short and jerry curled, back to straightened. Finally I got the locs and that, my friends, lasted for four years.

From there it was cut short again, texturized, and many others. One of my favorite hairstyles was a Mohawk straightened and dyed red down the middle ( I definitely threw some people with that).

Finally I learnt the proper way to take care of my natural hair and I've been natural ever since.
Now there are days when I'm fed up of hair on the whole and want a rest and my research showed me that that's ok.
My hair is now part of my self  expression because I've learnt how to love my Kink and hopefully you can too.