The Hair Saga Continues: Natural Nazis

Can I be honest? My hair scares me. I'm always afraid that I'll  make one wrong move and Boom! I'll be bald. Logically I know that the chance of that happening is unlikely. I'm careful about the products that I use. But I really can't shake the feeling.

My Nappy Anniversary is coming up soon. It will be a year in March and I can't believe I made it. Even if I feel like its just barely. My mom is natural girl too and I find it interesting that our approaches to it are different. We use the same products but styling is an entirely different matter. I will rock a Wash-n-Go with the quickness. Twist-outs are my best friends. (Both of which I'm getting better at doing for myself.) My mom blow drys which I never do. Which brings me to the point of this post.

Sometimes I get the urge to straighten my hair. You know to see where I am lengthwise. I have a good amount of shrinkage. So I'll be all stretched out from braids or whatever and as soon water touches my hair it's like Ta Da baldness! So I know my fro isn't really an accurate depiction of my length. So I get the urge. Then I squash it because I've been on this *No heat* train for so long I don't know how to get off.

My mom and I were talking about it and she goes "You know it's okay to put heat on your hair sometimes. It's not like you're going to take a flat iron to it every day. Don't be a Natural Nazi."

You've heard of those right? The women who believe that you can't truly be natural if you're putting heat on your hair. To which I replied "I AM NOT a Natural Nazi!" I'm just scared...and that's different.

What do you think?

P.S. I love Tresemme Natural Shampoo and Conditioner. It really makes my hair feel clean and it's not oily. I just bought this Shea Butter Deep Masque Conditioner stuff. I've only used it once. I'll come back and tell you about it.

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The Hair Saga Continues: How in the hell?!

I'm going to paint a picture for you.

Picture the following:
-Brown skin girl...about 5'4' in skinny jeans, a grey hoodie, an aqua beret, and a fabulously distressed Mossimo green satchel
- Location: The local Target...specifically the shampoo aisle
-Add bewildered expression.

And there my lovely readers you have me. I have honestly never been so lost in my life. So many bottles, so many ingredients. Damage repair...humidity defying...Silicone free...low sulfates...Color me happy...I was dizzy. As you may know I did my BC in March. So I've been natural for all of five months now. And it's been good. I can pull my hair back into a ponytail if I blow dry it which I try really hard not to do. I flying by the seat of my pants here. Trial by fire. I spend a good chunk of my time off browsing hair blogs and watching YouTube videos looking for someone to show me what to do.

Doing the BC was so liberating for me. And not because I'm on some quest to assert my "blackness". Because honestly that is the furthest thing from my mind. I think my skin color is the prettiest thing I have ever seen but aside from that I couldn't give two fucks about race. I mean...have you read my blog? Anyway, I told you all about how I didn't want to be a slave to chemicals in my first post about hair. I was just so sick of  all of it. And seeing as I had been perming my hair on and off since I was like ten I had to admit to myself that I didn't even know what my natural hair was like. I wanted...NEEDED to know. To learn.

Taking care of my natural hair is a whole new ball game for me. Like I don't even know all the rules yet and I figure I might never really know. But I am trying. I am committed to this.

Back to my Target excursion. I stood in that aisle...well there are two where I live and just stared. I read ingredient panels...some of which I couldn't even pronounce which I took as a bad sign. I eventually wandered over to the section of  the aisle that seemed to be specifically for girls with hair like mine. I picked up a jar of Miss Jessie's Whatever-the-fuck. I read the label and the ingredients...all systems go there. Looked at the price...58 goddamned dollars. For one freaking jar!

Excuse my profanity but umm...bitch no. Who the hell do you think I am? I'm a 20 year old college student with a part time job at a sandwich shop, and a cat (who's expensive as fuck btw), who's trying to move out of her mother's house. I can't afford that. And even if I could I doubt would spend that much on stuff.  I looked at Mixed Chicks, Shea Moisture, and even more Miss Jessie's even after my mini heart attack. In the end I ended up buying so Doo Gro growth oil and some Tresseme Natural shampoo and conditioner...and some some Hershey Toffee Nuggets (for emotional distress) A girl is on a budget but she does have standards. I'll come back and tell you how I'm liking Tresseme. Like I said before feel free to drop me a comment on your experiences and what you use. Help a newbie out.

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