TO ALL THE ONCE YOUNG LITTLE BLACK GIRLS OUT THERE...
You remember how you felt when people said things like “What is that on your head?” “How do you comb through that thing?” “That looks like a beehive!” and you remember the painful feelings of the hot combs and the chemical burns on the scalps from relaxers?
I was 19 YEARS OLD when I finally learned to love my hair. When I say learned to love my hair I mean I was 19 years old when I finally had it with my sizzed, damaged, and limp hair. At 19 I decided to Big Chop and become a new woman. My goal is to help young African American girls love their hair from the start.
Everyday there’s some little African American girl waking up and not knowing what do with their hair. There are African American mothers w
