I'm getting sick of natural hair blogs in general. Not any in particular. The undying obsession with having long hair and the whining to have the approval of men is just peeving me to death. In an attempt to be counter-cultural, I feel like a lot of women are sliding back into the perception of beauty as a virtue, something to strive for and develop. This kind of thing doesn't exist in the queer community and it intrigues me.
I'm going to quote Toni Morrison on this one:
“The concept of physical beauty as a virtue is one of the dumbest, most pernicious and destructive ideas of the western world, and we should have nothing to do with it.” Black is Beautiful is a “white idea turned inside out…Concentrating on whether we are beautiful is a way of measuring worth that is wholly trivial... and preoccupation with it is an irrevocable slavery of the senses.”
I'm not trying to claim nirvana or anything like that; but I'm over my hair. I'm over it. I accept it like I accept my knees, nose, fingers, toes, my bum and elbows. It's occurred to me that my hair doesn't require any more attention than other parts of my body; and to elevate it to the glory of my existence is just ludicrous to me. To devote hours of blog-reading to the maintenance of my hair to the point of over-information is nothing but a distraction from the development of actual virtue (whatever that is). It really is "just hair" to me now. My biology knows nothing about politics, what men and women think, and what style looks the cutest. My biology just "is". My biology just wants to "be".
So this blog will no longer be about my hair... because I'm over it. My life demands more meaningful occupations. I now completely understand why Najahface deleted her YouTube channel.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Wow
We've had some pretty balmy weather in the past couple o' days. It's been extremely hot and extremely humid. It was 32 degrees Celsius today and with humidity it was 42!
The only sentient being that was enjoying this weather was my hair. It's never stayed so soft and so moisturized for an entire day! I can't stop touching it.
The only sentient being that was enjoying this weather was my hair. It's never stayed so soft and so moisturized for an entire day! I can't stop touching it.
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