Black Hair Diaries



Hair as a journey … it completely describes the process that I have experienced in my life with my hair.


My epic begins with the worst cut of my life in January of 2008.


I had just come out of braids and to “even it up” she cut SO much of my hair off that I cried and wasn’t leaving the house “ever again.” (Picture to the left). Consequently, I left that hair dresser in search for a sane person! I hated my hair so much it went back into braids for a continuous 8 month stretch until my senior year of college in which I permed my essentially natural hair and it fell about the middle of my neck (pictured below) .


From August to just about December my nearly jet black hair continued to grow at a very constant rate. I got deep conditioners in the salon every two weeks like clockwork, determined to finally grow my hair long.


However, the winter months seem to be very difficult and the harsh cold climates of the Midwest caused severe breakage to the middle/back of my hair. I was told that it would grow out, but the breakage continued to spread through the back of my hair like weeds on a beautiful green lawn.



I got another cut June of last year - an asymmetrical cut with a very short back. I counted over FIVE LENGTHS in my head. After this cut (foolishly I went to someone else because my regular hair dresser wasn’t available) I gave up (pictured to the right). In August of last year I did a corrective cut.


Over this past year, I have tried a myriad of styles including curly styles, flat ironed styles, and roller sets. With more emphasis on roller sets because it provides a mechanism for indirect heat.


This is where my actual journey begins. I am relearning the proper methods to deal with my hair from more deep conditioners to using proper hair utensils. In posts from this section of this blog, I will share my frustrations, my surprises, my joys and my fears and I welcome you all (particularly frustrated permies) to come along with me!

Hair photos!