When I was in middle school, a boy I had a crush on said that I was cute, but that he didn't date girls with "my kind of hair." I was not sure what wa...
We have to learn to let our boys be free. When you stifle, police and control Black boys you leave unfinished works in progress who grow into men who are still boys at heart. Confused about our identities.
When you're a Black woman, your presentation, your hair -- everything about you that makes you you can be easily seen as a threat in the wrong eyes or employee handbook.
My natural hair journey has taught me that my beauty is not defined by my hair texture. I am beautiful because I have the courage to celebrate and embrace my authentic self.
I blossomed when my hair was growing and full. To me, healthy means beautiful, -- whether it's healthy skin, healthy teeth or healthy hair -- it all equates to being beautiful. Healthy hair is beautiful.
Collectively our voices are effecting changes in creating a more inclusive standard of beauty. Everyday that we learn more about our hair and document our experiences publicly is another day we support a Black woman who is nervous about finally coming into her own and accepting her natural hair.
I know that once I begin my career search, my natural hair will be frowned upon. But then again, why would I want to work for an employer who can't appreciate my race and all it has to offer?
On my way home the other night, I heard a young girl of about four screaming and crying in pain. When I went to investigate, my friend reassured me t...
Whether you've decided to do the big chop and get in formation with #TeamNatural or you've been walking on the kinky side for decades, all naturalistas can agree that there are a lot of people that make assumptions about you based on your hair.
Children are being expelled from school and removed from dance recitals for wearing their natural hair or afro-puffs. It's insanity at its best. Our ...
My journey to return to my natural kinks, coils and curls began in 2011. Only one or two of my friends had natural hair. I said I'd never do it. I wa...
It's been two years since my final relaxer and 16 months since my big chop and I couldn't be happier! Seeing my thick, dense, coarse and kinky hair was like meeting myself for the first time. My hair is a lovely deep black -- nowhere near the light brown, reddish color I'd always believed it to be.
I grew into the woman I am today. I've reached a level of freedom and it all started with me cutting away the pieces of me that once hindered me: self-deprecating thoughts and my relaxed hair.
It is exhausting and stressful to match up to someone else's image of what beauty is. It is liberating when you're able to embrace what is truly yours. I'm Melba with the good, no, great hair. Pleased to meet you.
I had been told numerous times in my adulthood that I should have gone to beauty school. I didn't know natural hair would lead me into the business of educating the masses on hair care, but I'm so glad it did!
I am now nearly six years in and I am also a mother to a beautiful little girl with a head full of hair. I did not know it then but my journey to being natural has steadily prepared me for being a mother that instills confidence in her child.