tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post116058659098575269..comments2024-01-17T15:05:50.120-06:00Comments on AngryBlackBitch: By request - That Hair Thang...Shark-Fuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03323962708956637012noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-36708321730896280652007-05-29T12:21:00.000-05:002007-05-29T12:21:00.000-05:00I know that it's got quite a lot less cultural bag...I know that it's got quite a lot less cultural baggage, but I have recently come to terms with my JewFro (my Isro, if you prefer). <BR/>I am what I am, and if I have to look like a WASP to please you, well then, I don't want to please you.<BR/>And I'll never forget the girl in seventh grade (with carefully straightened hair of her own, natch) who turned to me and said, horrified, "oh my god, you have BLACK PERSON HAIR!"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160798857604594892006-10-13T23:07:00.000-05:002006-10-13T23:07:00.000-05:00Bless your heart. It has been a long struggle from...Bless your heart. It has been a long struggle from the days when we would run onto the porch at the slightest drizzle, my grandmother used to press the stew out of our hair, and we did not want to sit in front of the stove hold our ears, so rain was a 4 letter word back then. <BR/> Now, when it rains I turn my face to the sky and smile. I love rainy days. I love my long, nappy locks. It has been a journey. And, it makes me sad to see little girls so worried about their hair that they cannot enjoy themselves.<BR/><BR/>Peace<BR/>storm_indigoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160744807962750052006-10-13T08:06:00.000-05:002006-10-13T08:06:00.000-05:00Reading your article about your hair made me reali...Reading your article about your hair made me realize that being male and white truly limited my life experiences. In the 60’s and 70’s, the only thing I worried about was that it was long (the longer the better). During the 80’s and 90’s my biggest concern was that it didn’t affect me economically (can’t stop people from judging the book by the cover). Now I’m an old fart, I get it cut three times a year so I won’t end up being a bald guy with a pony tail (parish the thought). And therein lie my life’s “Hair Experiences”. I feel I’ve missed something.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160654446113820302006-10-12T07:00:00.000-05:002006-10-12T07:00:00.000-05:00Sorry C-Money I recall the Sweetie Pie’s hair post...Sorry C-Money I recall the Sweetie Pie’s hair post as it is one of my favorites. Along with the sassy grandma at the pharmacy “There is a special place in hell for you people”<BR/><BR/>Beautiful post, I absolutely adore you Bitch.<BR/><BR/>Congrats on The Advocate honor<BR/><BR/>Jules in CairoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160617123434198422006-10-11T20:38:00.000-05:002006-10-11T20:38:00.000-05:00What a wonderful post. I am a white woman who lea...What a wonderful post. I am a white woman who learned about AA hair care while working in a shelter. I had never spent the collective "hair time" I observed. I have envied AA women their bonding and close relationships.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160612851865500082006-10-11T19:27:00.000-05:002006-10-11T19:27:00.000-05:00Hair posts! I love 'em...especially when they talk...Hair posts! I love 'em...especially when they talk about the drama of childhood and college-hood and adulthood and then OVERCOMING all that shit by giving up the lye. lol<BR/><BR/>Your story is almost exactly the same as mine except I went to college at home (so no searching for a stylist) and I already natural when my fibroids were removed (they didn't get names). And I'm completely self-styling...too many bad salon/stylist experiences to count. 11 years nappy and happy!KLynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08975766142839640107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160610669644072972006-10-11T18:51:00.000-05:002006-10-11T18:51:00.000-05:00It is funny how the hair thing is such an issue. I...It is funny how the hair thing is such an issue. I have the same memories as yours. I also remember people burning me while they tried to press my hair and instead of taking responsibility and apologizing they instead told me the burn happened because my hair was so short. This was so hurtful, that years later, when I wanted to lock my hair(it had grown since childhood via perms) I could not get myself to cut it off and start over. It took me ten years and a really supportive friend saying it will grow back to cut the perm out of my hair. I sported a short fro and never felt more femimine in my life. I eventually locked my hair and love it. Cutting all my hair off really made me face some issues. It was good, I am now free.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160609969932977642006-10-11T18:39:00.000-05:002006-10-11T18:39:00.000-05:00Oh, and one other thing: "The Lord don't make ugly...Oh, and one other thing: "The Lord don't make ugly and the Lord don't like ugly."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160609801703233912006-10-11T18:36:00.000-05:002006-10-11T18:36:00.000-05:00Thank you thank you thank you THANK YOU for your b...Thank you thank you thank you THANK YOU for your beautiful essay. It needs to be hung up and posted over every little girl's mirror.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160608856439042842006-10-11T18:20:00.000-05:002006-10-11T18:20:00.000-05:00You are absolutely my hero, but your hair runs a v...You are absolutely my hero, but your hair runs a very close second.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160599355941666532006-10-11T15:42:00.001-05:002006-10-11T15:42:00.001-05:00My downstairs neighbors went to Simon's Rock! Gre...My downstairs neighbors went to Simon's Rock! Great kids....<BR/><BR/>In college I worked at a large department store, and my coworker Barbara and I talked about all sorts of things when customers were not about. One night as we were folding sweaters admitted to a fascination with the thatch of thick Irish hair on my thick Irish head... and ended up running her hands through it. We were soon frankly discussing frequency of shampoos (mine at least every morning, more if I had sports practice; hers weekly plus scalp "touch-ups" as needed), styling issues, and just how much time, effort, and work she put in to maintain her sleek, professional bob. I was impressed, and remain grateful to this day for my wash-and-wear wavy short hair.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160599351641866422006-10-11T15:42:00.000-05:002006-10-11T15:42:00.000-05:00Love the post.Seriously, have you ever checked out...Love the post.<BR/><BR/>Seriously, have you ever checked out Lisa Jones's book of essays, <I>Bulletproof Diva</I>? She does a fine rundown on the legacy of Madame CJ Walker and the quest for "good hair."<BR/><BR/>Also, there's a lengthy passage in Zadie Smith's <I>White Teeth,</I> where the protagonist deals with having her hair straightened for the first time in her late teens. One of the Caribbean stylists sums it up for her with the priceless line: "Girl, it's like da devil havin' a party on your scalp!"Joehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02957861827918606478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160597019689003102006-10-11T15:03:00.000-05:002006-10-11T15:03:00.000-05:00I'm loving my hair whether hot combed or natural. ...I'm loving my hair whether hot combed or natural. Oh, it took me forever to love my curls. I still press every now and then, but I like the immediate impact that my natural hair makes.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160595165786278682006-10-11T14:32:00.000-05:002006-10-11T14:32:00.000-05:00Ironically, I've always hated my fine, dead-straig...Ironically, I've always hated my fine, dead-straight, "white girl" hair. It will not hold a curl or any kind of style, so I keep it short and out of my way. Growing up, I'd always wanted hair like yours.geogrrlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16935352129240009810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160590511347091222006-10-11T13:15:00.000-05:002006-10-11T13:15:00.000-05:00i watched my sisters go through much the same proc...i watched my sisters go through much the same process and even though as a boy i didn't feel the same pressure, i also grew up with very strange hair issues. my grandfather used to send me to the barber shop to get my hair cut when i started to "look like an african," and i was always a little puzzled by that statement. weren't we all at least part african, even though it was modified by the hyphenated "american?' before i got to college i contemplated getting extensions a la milli vanilli, and boy am i glad i got talked out of that. eventually i stopped cutting my hair altogether and for the last 15 years have sported increasingly long locks. i've never been happier with my hair, even though, like you, if i had a quarter for every white person who asked to touch, play with, smoke (i kid you not), or smell my hair, i'd be up there with bill gates. <BR/><BR/>love you, love your 'fro!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160590422641271162006-10-11T13:13:00.000-05:002006-10-11T13:13:00.000-05:00Beautiful post, friend. I'm glad C-Money worked th...Beautiful post, friend. I'm glad C-Money worked this one out of you.<BR/><BR/>Its nice on occasion to see a glimpse into the inner bitch.<BR/><BR/>You...and your fabulous hair...are and continue to be inspirations for us all.Kit B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/03813910168327570919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-1160587843713756312006-10-11T12:30:00.000-05:002006-10-11T12:30:00.000-05:00And a righteous fro it is! Thanks ABB.-C MoneyAnd a righteous fro it is! Thanks ABB.<BR/><BR/>-C MoneyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com