I have been hiding from you. I didn’t want to write it publicly for everyone to read. I didn’t want to admit that in July I took the train to Turning Heads Salon in Harlem and had a very gay man apply a Phytospecific Type 2 perm in my head. And promptly.
I was natural for about two odds months or so. I tried, I really tried! But this whole natural thing was just not for me. When I left work that fateful Friday and took the MetroNorth into Harlen, I called Hubby to tell him the next time he saw me my hair would be permed. He replied that he knew this day was coming the day I’d BC’d. LOL. You see, I tried all the styles: bantu knots, twist-outs, the plain and simple afro, the wash n go, coils, rollersets, you name it – they were all exhausting for me. The twist-outs were me and Hubby’s favorite. The problem was that it took me forty minutes to re-twist my head at night and another twenty minutes to un-twist in the morning. I am not cut out for high maintenance hair. The style lasted for a week, but it took me over two hours to wet twist it (after shampooing) and then another hour under the dryer. What working mom with two kids under five has the time for that every Sunday??
The huge positive I am taking away from this experience is all the healthy hair knowledge I’ve gained during the past year. I started by getting a perm that I believed would be less harsh than the perms I received in the past. The results were very straight hair. I immediately noticed more shedding than I’d had in a long time, but it’s decelerated and now is mostly gone. I intend to continue to treat my hair as though it’s in its natural state. By that I mean, I will continue to use sulfate-free shampoos and deep condition as much as possible. I will use products that are safer and get perms much less frequently than every six weeks.
Oddly enough, I feel like a traitor. Like I let you down. I hope I didn’t. Through this process I learned that I am comfortable in my own skin, but that I prefer to wear my hair straightened for the convenience factor. I have learned how to take care of my head and how to nurture it back to health. I hope that you are not disappointed that I permed it. It was my hair journey to take.