When it comes to weave, I’m in L-O-V-E. There’s nothing that you can do (or say) to convince me otherwise.
Growing up in the tiny town of Marshall, TX, there really wasn’t much to do. So, if I wasn’t reading or a book or practicing on the piano (yeah, I was a nerd) I was creating new styles for my hair. I didn’t have a perm and would get my hair pressed with a hot comb by my mother or grandmother. (Because of this, I’ve had my scalp and the tips of my ears burned so much that it hardly hurts when any type of heat is directly applied to my scalp. I don’t know if that’s sad or funny lol). I begged to no avail for a perm, but my mother would just simply say that I didn’t need one and promptly ignore me. It seemed (to me) that all the girls with perms could do more with their hair; including adding in weave. Plus, I didn’t know how to even add in the weave; because all of the girls that had it would go to the beauty shop. (Another place that my mother never let me go to unless it was a special occasion and even then I was closely monitored.) Needless to say, I learned how to use a curling iron very quickly and would create hair looks that I thought was cool. From curls to crimps, I rocked ’em all. However, I still longed for weave; and not because I wanted the “long Barbie hair like a white girl” but because I wanted to be able to change up my look and hair color. To me, changing up my hair look was like a way of putting on a new costume. One day I could be a sexy pinup girl with long, tousled tresses and the next I could be a vixen with a short pixi cut. Alas, this was all in my dreams. So, I figured that I’d make these transformations once I got to college.
By the time I got to college, the most weave I would wear would be braids. (Simply because I was in the marching band (yeah, I started out as a music major before switching over to journalism) and it was easier to not have to worry about doing my hair). I still didn’t have a perm, but I longed for the professional weave that the movie stars were wearing. But, I was even broker than I am now, so it was out of the question for me to spend so much money on weave when I had books to buy and “perfectly fine hair” anyways. (Well, that coming from my family and ex-boyfriend.) So, I kinda let my weave dreams go for awhile.
Then, I moved to NY and it was literally everywhere and I just had to have it! So I did and quickly became obsessed. I would wear it long for a couple of months. Then, rock a cute bob with colored streaks. Oh the possibilities!
Much like Coutura, it’s not like I’m unhappy with my own hair. It’s just that why bother trying to create these glam looks with my own hair, when I can just add in this hair and look amazing?! Weave doesn’t have to be a bad thing and I really think that’s it gotten a bad rap for no reason. I don’t always wear it (I have a cute, blonde, weaveless bob right now); but I don’t see anything wrong with adding in a track or two…(or three or four) as I (or my hairstylist, the amazing Tracy Washington!) sees fit. I’m always down to try new hair looks. From cuts to coloring, I’ve pretty much done it all. I currently have a cut, color and Brazilian (which I blogged about in previous entry). And there’s no way you could be my man and hate on my weave. I will always wear it and (since it’s professionally done) you can run your fingers through it and it won’t fall out or bite you. I love the freedom it gives me to change up my look and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Check out the many looks that I’ve had over the past couple of years with extensions. As long as it looks dope, who cares?!
xo
Ferocia
Here’s my real hair…..
Long and curled…
Long and straight….
Rockin’ a bob w/colored pieces.
Long or short, weave or not, beautiful hair is beautiful hair!