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| Age 1 |
Nicole vs. Her Hair –
No way I could make this stuff up!
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| 6 months old |
Remember the movie “It’s A Thin Line Between Love and Hate?”
Some of you old school fans might remember the song recorded by the Persuaders
and re-made by the 90s sex group H-Town. Up until about a year ago, that was
sole track for the battle entitled: Nicole vs. her Hair. L
Needless to say growing up as a
YOUNG BABY, I ‘black baby girl curls.’ My hair was doing exactly what it was
supposed to do: My hair was growing – well on its way be as long as that chick
from Enter the Dragon!
Jkwon*, HawkGate,
and SoulGlo/FollowtheDrip
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| "Hey! Let's play Barbershop!" |
Jkwon always come to see us during the Christmas, Easter,
and summer breaks. It was during one of these breaks that Jkwon and I became
bored. The story goes that we were watching music videos and a group came on
& they had Mohawks. I told my older brother that I wanted a Mohawk.
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| Night of Hawk-Gate! |
1 hour later my brother gave me a Mohawk, razoring away the
sides of my hair.
After the ‘HawkGate,’ I had the typical black woman’s hair
upbringing but with my own additions. You know what I’m talking about Saturday
shampoo in the kitchen sink (Mane & Tail – gotta get those sides to grow!),
the sitting on the kitchen floor until your butt as your mom greases your scalp
and ends until they’re glistening and then takes the hot comb to get those hair
straight and then takes the curlers to make it curly again. (A SENTENCE
FRAGMENT & A OXYMORON!) Slowly the sides and edges began to grow, but they
were verrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy slow.
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| Letting my Soul-Glo! |
My mother and my stylist Ms. Dee Dee (RIP), tried everything
to get my hair to grow. From hair placenta, urine, and even electric shock! Finally
by the time 5th grade came around, my hair was healthy and growing
and the sides were slowly coming along and then mother decided it was time for
me to meet Jheri. Curl that its.
Jheri and I remained friends through the end of 6th
grade. Then House Party came out….
I did survive the taunting and the teasing and came out of
high school, college, and into adult woman hood unscathed. My hair had seen
good days and bad days. From braids to wigs to weaves to wraps and my hair grew
everywhere but on the sides. On top of that, after dying my hair cinnamon, it
was thoroughly dried and was literally come out in chunks. I actually had
PATCHES in my hair.
Finally my stylist
Marjorie decided it was time to compromise with my sides and go short!
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