Black Hairstyles

This project has #blackgirlmagic written all over it.
My natural hair journey has taught me that my beauty is not defined by my hair texture. I am beautiful because I have the courage to celebrate and embrace my authentic self.
I blossomed when my hair was growing and full. To me, healthy means beautiful, -- whether it's healthy skin, healthy teeth or healthy hair -- it all equates to being beautiful. Healthy hair is beautiful.
Collectively our voices are effecting changes in creating a more inclusive standard of beauty. Everyday that we learn more about our hair and document our experiences publicly is another day we support a Black woman who is nervous about finally coming into her own and accepting her natural hair.
I know that once I begin my career search, my natural hair will be frowned upon. But then again, why would I want to work for an employer who can't appreciate my race and all it has to offer?
My mom had always relaxed my hair. She told me I cried when a comb came anywhere near my scalp, so she thought relaxer would
It's been two years since my final relaxer and 16 months since my big chop and I couldn't be happier! Seeing my thick, dense, coarse and kinky hair was like meeting myself for the first time. My hair is a lovely deep black -- nowhere near the light brown, reddish color I'd always believed it to be.
I grew into the woman I am today. I've reached a level of freedom and it all started with me cutting away the pieces of me that once hindered me: self-deprecating thoughts and my relaxed hair.
I had been told numerous times in my adulthood that I should have gone to beauty school. I didn't know natural hair would lead me into the business of educating the masses on hair care, but I'm so glad it did!