I’ve always been fascinated with hair color ever since childhood. My mom rocked honey blonde hair for as long as I could remember. As most little girls I wanted to emulate her beauty! My dad was very firm on his stance against blonde during my teenage years. From a distance for years, even as an adult, I still held on to that admiration for blonde tresses. I watched from afar. I was told many times by stylists that blonde was too strong with my relaxed hair. Around 2010 I began to experiment with colors that were close to blonde but not all the way there. By 2012 I was blonde… well the front of my hair was blonde and for me that was enough.
I was in love with my blonde just as I had been in love with my mom’s. I loved the way it brighten my face and lightened the appearance of my dark brown eyes. Honey, you couldn’t tell me anything!
My stylist at the time took me over a gradual lightening process absent bleaching my hair – she wanted to maintain the integrity of my natural hair. So over several months from February 2012 to about July 2012 – she gradually colored my hair to my most coveted hair color. It was admired by Caucasian and Black girls alike!!
I know, I know, you’re thinking – well what happened? Life happened I suppose… I moved to a different state and I let someone else color my hair and unfortunately they did not follow the same philosophy as my last colorist. The change in stylist and the lack of care I took for my colored tresses proved to be detrimental to my hair.
What I learned about blonde and natural hair is that it needs more TLC than your uncolored, unprocessed natural hair. I learned that all stylists are not created equal. Most importantly, I learned that blonde does not equal unhealthy hair – unattended hair = unhealthy hair. I miss blonde but until I can reclaim the healthy state of my hair, I dare not touch blonde until then.
KURLFRIENDS 