Evarita Kamau’s #Hairstory:
I am that child whose mother loved long hair and I had relaxed hair before I was 10years. And thus began my relationship with relaxers and salons. I was blessed with hair that grows pretty fast.
Most of the time during the school term, I had to endure the bi-weekly visit to the local hairdresser and the smell of her thighs as she plaited my hair in lines. I totally hated the blow-drier process but what else was there?
As I grew up, I developed a love of doing hair, which I still retain. I had dreams of running my own salon that was airy and beautiful with rays of sunshine bursting through the windows. And happy clients.
I cut my hair once, in my early twenties to a TWA after a bad horrid break up. But I mostly stayed far far away from scissors except for the occasional foray into a short haircut. I quickly discovered I did not like having to re-style my hair every few days so these forays were few and far apart.
Then one day about 4 years ago, change stirred up somewhere in the depth of my belly. And as they say, when a woman changes her hair something big is about to happen. I did not realise it then but I slowly started changing my hair. I became more expressive in my hairstyles…even pulling off a Rihanna- Mohawk style complete with the fiery red color.
I had always had a love for color but hated the work involved. Then my trusted hair-dresser started moon lighting and I suddenly found myself at a loss.
As I struggled with change in my life, the last thing I needed was a struggle with hair stylists. We already had a love-hate relationship with the drier…every salon visit had to have a power struggle with my stylist over how long I would sit in the drier. Man did I HATE that part!!
As fate would have it, I stumbled on a natural hair page on Facebook that was just starting out. And for the first time in my life, natural hair became an option. I didn’t have to go to the salon; I could do my hair at home. No more wasting 3 precious hours in the salon on Saturday and best of all no more drier!! What was there to lose?
I went natural and have never looked back. Being a DIY fan I love the freedom of being able to do my hair at home. I have grown it to near chin length, coloured it red, orange and now striving for blond. Got a tapered cut, which I loved.
I tried to grow my hair and it was a struggle and quickly gave up.
Thanks to my shenanigans I am currently spotting an unexpected TWA, which I am learning to love. Its amazing just how much attachment one can place on hair. I have to keep reminding myself that I am not my hair and not feel so very lost with this new length. I keep stretching my hair in the hope that it will have grown overnight much as I know that doesn’t happen.
What do I love most about natural hair? The freedom it comes with. I love that I do not have to comb my hair everyday (apparently I don’t like combs) and that when it drizzles I am not running for cover worried my hair will shrink. But most of all I love that when I am late styling my hair is not a consideration and I have an extra two minutes to throw on some mascara or decide which lipstick I want to wear. I don’t think I would go back to relaxers but I do miss having long flowing hair.
Images courtesy of Evarita Kamau