Ya know, I want us all to understand our realities. I need us to look in the mirror and see ourselves for who we are. Or at least know what’s sitting on our heads. That is my wish for 2013. That we all embrace ourselves, know our limits and get our lives together.
What prompted this? Wells, it’s clear that people don’t see what is right in front of them. Like the fact that they need to just go bald and start from scratch. Like his gentlewoman here.
JESUS BE SOME ROGAINE for this is beyond traction alopecia. MY LAWD! This woman went and got her hair done and asked for braids. But they could only manage to give her 7 braids of medium size. And she walked out of that person’s basement salon with the utmost confidence and said “My hair is LAIDT!”
Ma’am, no it is not. It’s not LAIDT. In fact, one of the braids looks like it’s tryna make its escape from the Scalp of No Follicles at any moment. You see it. The one on the right. It’s up there like “when she ain’t noticing, I’m jumping ship.” Aaawwwww.
Bless this woman’s heart. She’s working hard for her money and her scalp ain’t tryna give her cover whatsoever.
Here’s the thing. If she lost her hair because of a medical condition, I feel for her. Really and truly. But are braids REALLY the best thing for her to do? There are great wigs out there. Or she could rock her baldie and strut out the house and I won’t say a word. But these braids? NO MA’AM! They were not ordained for her to have at that moment.
I just want her to see what we see. Which is her whole scalp minus 7 black stripes of hair that look glued on. Why didn’t her friends and family tell her? Why didn’t they just give her the boost of confidence to go bald? Whose struggle braids are these and why do I wanna give her a hug and say it’s gonna be ok?