Thursday, March 30, 2006

I am not my hair

For the last 3 days, I have loved the way my hair has looked. It has been my best feature. Normally, I try to avoid all mirrors but this week I have been seeking them out and I have felt absolutely beautiful!

This morning, I decided to wash, blowdry and flat-iron my hair - all things I normally do - but my hair turned out differently today. It wasn't hideous but it wasn't gorgeous either. Consequently, I have been battling negative self-talk all day today and feeling less attractive because of it.

Why do we women feel the need to define ourselves by our hair? Am I any less of a Nubian queen because my crown is not perfect. Do I cease being a loyal friend, a compassionate lover or an all around good person because my hair doesn't look as good today as it did yesterday? Do I have any basis for feeling less about who I am because my hair is less than what it could be? I think India.arie may be on to something.

1 comment:

Dre said...

We are all so vain as a race, the human race that is. But you know deep down who you are. It's hard to keep a high self-image when there are so many processed, primped, implanted Barbies walking around. But so long as you know that you're beautiful, nothing else matters.