My Hair Journey


 

This is my life in pictures. It's under continual construction, but the older stuff is here now.

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Here we go, the downward spiral. 1970s. The horrid phase. See me morph... Yes. this is me again, in elementary school. I think first grade.
Oh, no. It's bad... Third freakin' grade. Second grade was too horrific to show you.
Fourth. No improvement. As you can see, I was tiring of this in fifth..
 
Stop the madness. The hair is uncontrollable. More horror. My 7th grade shot. Removed for your safety.
On to the fried, lyed period.
  Not sure when this one was taken. This was about as long as I ever let my hair grow out, and boy was it punished with the relaxers, curlers and curling irons. It started to feel like straw, even if it looked good.
Taken around 1983, on MacDonough St in Brooklyn. In appreciation of the "urban art." Later in 1983.

Brooklyn, 1990. My hair is in two strand twists. It was about half relaxed and half natural. I grew it out about another couple of inches before cutting it again. I didn't let it loc.

[This is the style I have again today (below). ]

I'm holding a cousin's baby. In Brooklyn, August 1999. I had this style, a close natural, for about 6 years.
As of November, 2000 I let it grow to about 2 inches and started back with two strand twists with the intention of loc'ing it. Both February 2001. Sorry for the poor resolution. These were taken by my PalmPix cam.
Both April 2001. Not a lot of change. I am washing it every day to combat the pollen. You can't really tell here, but it is quite a bit longer now than last time and the "kitchen area" ones don't need retwisting much, they are maturing nicely.

 

Update (October 2001): It's my one-year anniversary! My hair is totally locked. This will be my first winter with them locked. See sidebar for more details.

July 2001. At the beach. I have it pulled back in a headband.  
January 2002. Freedom from the lye continues. As you can see, I'm happy with my hair. At last. I took some more detailed pix this time around (below, still Jan '02) so you can see the progress more closely below.

Dr. Bronner's still rules! I still use no grooming products. Occasionally I will dilute the conditioner that comes with the hair dye (10 parts water) and pour that over my hair during the rinse process. I make sure it is all rinsed clear, since I don't want any buildup in my hair.

Since it is winter, I wash it about 3x a week. I still do the towel thing to dry partially, then blow dry as I did before for about 10 minutes, concentrating on getting the roots dry. If I have time, I usually walk around and let them air dry for a half hour or so, then go back and blow dry them more if they feel damp and I want to go to bed, for instance.

 

The following four shots are from May 2002.  
I went to Hawaii in June 2002 (right). Here is a pic of my hair - the intense sun bleached the Feria #84 even more.
April 2003. It's getting long enough to easily ponytail. July 2004

 

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