Comments on: It’s Not Just A Black Thang http://idadi.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/its-not-just-a-black-thang/ Sat, 06 Sep 2008 01:29:07 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU hourly 1 By: Brenda http://idadi.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/its-not-just-a-black-thang/#comment-72 Brenda Sun, 25 May 2008 15:33:59 +0000 http://idadi.wordpress.com/?p=116#comment-72 I finally made it back to your wonderful blog ... and once again can really relate to your words. It's the whole "grass is greener" scenario isn't it? Instead of learning to appreciate what we have, it's so much easier to look at what someone else has and idealize it! The shame is that we lose respect for our own beauty and uniqueness. So you're right, it's not a "black thang!" Not even a woman thing! I guess it's a human thing ... but luckily it's one we can work to overcome! I finally made it back to your wonderful blog … and once again can really relate to your words. It’s the whole “grass is greener” scenario isn’t it? Instead of learning to appreciate what we have, it’s so much easier to look at what someone else has and idealize it! The shame is that we lose respect for our own beauty and uniqueness. So you’re right, it’s not a “black thang!” Not even a woman thing! I guess it’s a human thing … but luckily it’s one we can work to overcome!

]]> By: suni http://idadi.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/its-not-just-a-black-thang/#comment-38 suni Thu, 15 May 2008 14:17:55 +0000 http://idadi.wordpress.com/?p=116#comment-38 Oh this post holds so much truth! I have been one to relax my hair nearly to death just so I could get the sheen and ease of care others have. At one point, my hair was just like "theirs". I could even let it blow in the wind and know that it would look even better afterwards. Those days were over quickly once my hair decided it was time to revert back to its old self. I have since given up the chemical processes and decided to embrace what God has given. I still use a flat iron to get me through, but not nearly as often as I would if I was totally worried about my hair being like "theirs". I have found that my hair will never really "fro". It lays down too much. I have some tight waves, but not those little curls. When it gets long enough, I might even be able to stop using the flat iron all together. Let's hope :D Keep on keeping on my chemical free sister! Oh this post holds so much truth! I have been one to relax my hair nearly to death just so I could get the sheen and ease of care others have. At one point, my hair was just like “theirs”. I could even let it blow in the wind and know that it would look even better afterwards. Those days were over quickly once my hair decided it was time to revert back to its old self. I have since given up the chemical processes and decided to embrace what God has given. I still use a flat iron to get me through, but not nearly as often as I would if I was totally worried about my hair being like “theirs”.

I have found that my hair will never really “fro”. It lays down too much. I have some tight waves, but not those little curls. When it gets long enough, I might even be able to stop using the flat iron all together. Let’s hope :D Keep on keeping on my chemical free sister!

]]> By: Lindsey http://idadi.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/its-not-just-a-black-thang/#comment-37 Lindsey Wed, 14 May 2008 21:41:44 +0000 http://idadi.wordpress.com/?p=116#comment-37 SO TRUE! I have limp blond hair that just won't do a thing. No amount of product, styling or tears on my part can coax my hair out of just... laying there. It either lays down my back or gets pinned up in a bun. I look at the women in hair commercials with bouncy flouncy fun hair hanging all over and my insides just simmer from jealousy, because my hair will NEVER be that way. But my hair is long and lovely and the husband loves to run his fingers through it, so why hate it? It's a part of my inheritance from my swiss ancestors (like my pale as death will never tan skin) and a part of who I am. SO TRUE! I have limp blond hair that just won’t do a thing. No amount of product, styling or tears on my part can coax my hair out of just… laying there. It either lays down my back or gets pinned up in a bun. I look at the women in hair commercials with bouncy flouncy fun hair hanging all over and my insides just simmer from jealousy, because my hair will NEVER be that way.

But my hair is long and lovely and the husband loves to run his fingers through it, so why hate it? It’s a part of my inheritance from my swiss ancestors (like my pale as death will never tan skin) and a part of who I am.

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