I was scrolling through Facebook last night and saw a post that directed me to Google ‘unprofessional hairstyles.’ Of course I did it. I came across a number of images of women with styles similar to my own.
“I’ve done that one.”
“I LOVE that one”
“Haven’t tried that one, but I definitely will.”
I saw the beautiful styles and was annoyed that they’d be considered unprofessional.
When I graduated from
college and started interviewing for a real job, I walked into every meeting wearing a business suit and an afro puff. I interviewed for months to no avail. One day someone close to me said “you might have a shot if you straightened your hair.” I thought long and hard and even considered it. Eventually realizing that I didn’t want to work for an organization that wouldn’t hire me because I had curly hair.
It took me a long time to form a positive relationship with my natural hair. Once I did, I never looked back. It was tough due to the lack of acceptance, but the creamy crack had become a thing of the past.
When I found out that I was having each of my girls, I made a promise to myself and them that hair would never be a huge issue in our household. It was important that I reinforce the love of their natural hair by setting the example. Don’t get me wrong, to each his own. Whether you have curly hair, straight hair or blue hair is your business, but I need my children to know that they are beautiful no matter what. As they get older, they may face adversity but the last thing I want is for them to bring it on themselves. Uplifting and nurturing their love of self is my mission critical.